By Tauren Wells

I’ve walked among the shadows. You wiped my tears away. And I’ve felt the pain of heartbreak. And I’ve seen the brighter days. And I’ve prayed prayers to heaven from my lowest place. And I have held your blessings.

God you give and take away. No matter what I am, your grace is enough. No matter where I am, I’m standing in your love.

On the mountains I will bow my life to the One who set me there. In the valleys I will lift my eyes to the One who sees me there. When I’m standing on the mountain, I didn’t get there on my own. When I’m walking through the valley, I know I am not alone. You’re the God of the hills and valleys, hills and valleys. God of the hills and valleys. And I am not alone.

I’ve watched my dreams get broken. In you I hope again. No matter what, I know I’m safe inside your hand.

On the mountains I will bow my life to the One who set me there. In the valleys I will lift my eyes to the One who sees me there. When I’m standing on the mountain, I didn’t get there on my own. When I’m walking through the valley, I know I am not alone. You’re the God of the hills and valleys, hills and valleys. God of the hills and valleys. And I am not alone.

Father you give and take away. Every joy and every pain. Through it all, you will remain over it all.

On the mountains I will bow my life. In the valleys I will lift my eyes.

On the mountains I will bow my life to the One who set me there. In the valleys I will lift my eyes to the One who sees me there. When I’m standing on the mountain, I didn’t get there on my own. When I’m walking through the valley, I know I am not alone. You’re the God of the hills and valleys, hills and valleys. God of the hills and valleys. And I am not alone.

And I will choose to say blessed be your name, and I am not alone.

• You take the hand of a stranger to touch their heart.
• Don’t judge them on where they’re at, but love them back to where they should be.
• The Bible is like a recipe. Eventually we have to live it out everyday by putting all of the ingredients together and bake it.
• God gives us common sense like making soup. But we add our own ingredients to it like salt and pepper and vegetables. Then we end up with nonsense.
• Which one came first: the chicken or the egg? The chicken of course came first because God created all animals.
• God always answers the phone; the line is never busy.
• I work really hard to be different from everyone else. If everyone else is going to hell, do you want to follow them?
• I take one side; God takes another. Together we get it done.
• Let God’s heart be on your lips.
• “This is how they know you are my disciples: that you love one another.” Many can be Christians; only a few are disciples.
• Though none walk with me, still I will follow.
• My God you have my heart, what do I have to fear?
• The best things in life are worth the wait.
• God is good all the time. And all the time God is good.
• God calls us to fight, and He guarantees our winning for the victory belongs to the Lord, and He’s on our side

By Casting Crowns. Song writer: John Mark Hall

Be careful little eyes what you see. It’s the second glance that ties your hands as darkness pulls the strings. Be careful little feet where you go for it’s the little feet behind you that are sure to follow.

It’s a slow fade when you give yourself away. It’s a slow fade when black and white are turned to gray. And thoughts invade, choices are made. A price will be paid when you give yourself away. People never crumble in a day. It’s a slow fade, it’s a slow fade.

Be careful little ears what you hear. When flattering leads to compromises, the end is always near. Be careful little lips what you say for empty words and promises leave broken hearts astray.

It’s a slow fade when you give yourself away. It’s a slow fade when black and white are turned to gray. And thoughts invade, choices are made. A price will be paid when you give yourself away. People never crumble in a day.

The journey from your mind to your hands is shorter than you’re thinking. Be careful if you think you stand. You just might be sinking.

It’s a slow fade when you give yourself away. It’s a slow fade when black and white are turned to gray. And thoughts invade, choices are made. A price will be paid when you give yourself away.

People never crumble in a day. Daddies never crumble in a day. Families never crumble in a day.

Oh, be careful little eyes what you see. Oh, be careful little eyes what you see. For the Father up above is looking down in love. Oh, be careful little eyes what you see.

Original Words by Charitie Lees Bancroft (1841-1892). Alternate Words by Vikki Cook

Before the throne of God above, I have a strong and perfect plea. A great High Priest whose name is Love, whoever lives and pleas for me. My name is graven on His hands. My name is written on His heart. I know that while in heaven He stands, no tongue can bid me thence depart. No tongue can bid me thence depart.

When Satan tempts me to despair and tells me of the guilt within, upward I look and see Him there, who made an end to all my sins. Because the sinless Savior died, my sinful soul is counted free. For God the just is satisfied to look on Him and pardon me. To look on Him and pardon me.

Behold Him there the risen lamb, my perfect, spotless righteousness. The great unchangeable I AM, the king of glory and of grace. One with Himself I cannot die. My soul is purchased by His blood. My life is hid with Christ on high, with Christ my Savior and my God. With Christ my Savior and my God.