By Cheri Call When I was young I heard the stories About the people who could make the mountains flee And every now and then, someone would tell me I could do the same if I believed So one summer night. I looked out my window And I closed my eyes and listened to the wind blow. And I tried to move a mountain I wished for it to crumble at my feet I tried one thing after another but I couldn't shake a leaf I never knew that the mountain Had a lesson it would teach Cause as tall as I got, I still lived in it's shadow I watched it tower over me Til one summer day, I thought I heard it call me so I closed my eyes and then changed into my blue jeans And I learned how to move a mountain It was harder than I dreamed it would be But I set one foot down past the other Til the mountain was under me and I felt like I could see forever When the truth hit my senses suddenly This mountain wasn't really the first one that I'd moved God had seen my victory Every time I put my weakness behind me And I close my eyes and let His mercy find me I know how to move a mountain I have to fall down on my knees Then I get back on my feet and head on upward Til I make it to the peak And the montains under me.
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