The Gospel Stairs
O long & dark the stairs I trod
with trembling feet to find my God
Gaining a foothold bit by bit
then slipping back & losing it
Never progressing; striving still
with weakening grasp & faltering will
Bleeding to climb to God, while He
Serenely smiled, unnoting me
Then came a certain time when I
Loosened my hold & fell thereby;
Down to the lowest steps my fall,
As if I had not climbed at all!
Now when I lay despairing there
Listen...a footfall on the stair!
On that same stair where I afraid,
Faltered & fell & lay dismayed
And lo, when hope had ceased to be,
My God came down the stairs to me!
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