When you’re down, who’s there to care? Life at times, can be truly unfair There I sat on the ground with my head hung down, Staring at my feet in total defeat I was at my lowest; I had fallen into despair. There on my hands and knees, Begging God to help me please “Why, I yelled…I was almost to the top” “And then I fell into a downward flop” “Why me”, I was broken and weak All I could do but weep; my tears streaming down my cheeks I folded my hands in prayer; now humble and meek “Oh God, I sobbed, where did I go wrong”? With my face in my hands, I wondered if God hears my pleas. Hopeless, I wondered…does God really sees? I pondered what’s going to happen to me…how could this be? At that very moment, a light appeared right before me The light reflected a face of a man; I wondered whom could this be? The light became even brighter And then I heard a voice, it is a reflection of you Your prayers, my son, are long overdue There in the light seven steps appeared Behold, God’s words etched in the tiers I am your foundation And your everlasting salvation I am your rock; And the Sheppard of a faithful flock Follow me my son and you will not stumble upon this rock For I am Jesus; I am, the stairway to heaven. |