I may never climb a mountain
I may not cross the sea
but I am a whosoever, Lord
and I have come to Thee
and all my deeds may ne’er be writ
but since I made the Choice
my name is in your Book of Life
and therein I do rejoice
I have read the deeds of those gone by
great things that they have done
and I long to hear above all else
the words “my child, well done”
help me take the step in front of me
help me speak a word that’s true
help me plant a seed wherever I go
as You would have me do
and if You still some striving see
within my heart resides
let the striving be not to achieve
but simply to ABIDE
keep me faithful Lord in little things
in small things, keep me true
so let it be, as You died for me
I now live this life for You.