Climb The Steep br br For every hill I've had to climb br For every rock that bruised my feet br For all the blood and sweat and grime br For blinding storms and burning heat br My heart sings but a grateful song br Those were the things that made me strong br br For all the heartaches and the tears br For all the misery and the pain br For the gray days and useless years br And for the hopes that lived in vain br I do give thanks for now I know br These were the things that helped me grow br br It's not the softer things of life br That arouse our will to strive br But, raw adversity and strife br Do most to keep our will alive br Over rose strewn paths the anointed ones creep br But only those deserted dare climb the steep br br And are all the better for it.............