Long and dark the stairs I trod
with stumbling feet to find my God,
Gaining a foothold bit by bit
Then slipping back and losing it.
There came a certain time when I
Loosened my hold and fell thereby.
Down to the lowest step my fall
As if I had not climbed at all.
With heavy heart, in disarray
faith abandoned, giving way
And ‘lo’ when hope had ceased to be
My God came down the stairs to me.