Lord, I’ve never moved a mountain
And I guess I never will.
All the faith that I could muster
Wouldn’t move a small ant hill.
Yet I’ll tell you, Lord, I’m grateful
For the privilege of knowing thee,
And for all the mountain moving
Down through life you’ve done for me.
When I needed grace to lift me
From the depths of despair,
And when burdens, pain and sorrow
Have been more than I could bear,
You have always been my helper
To restore life’s troubled sea,
And to move these little mountains
That have looked so big to me.
Many times when I’ve had problems
And when bills I’ve had to pay,
And the worries and the heartaches
Just kept mounting every day,
Lord, I don’t know how you did it,
Can’t explain, the where’s or why’s,
All I know I’ve seen these mountains
Turn to blessings in disguise.
No, I’ve never moved a mountain
For my faith is far too small.
Yet I thank you, Lord of Heaven,
You have always heard my call.
And as long as there are mountains
In my life I’ll have no fear,
For the mountain moving Jesus
He shall make them disappear