The way is long, the grade is steep,
Broken and overgrown.I know that I will not climb it
If I try it alone.
The way is difficult to scale,
I long to turn away
As it seems many have before.
They didn’t come this way
For it has clearly not been trod
By any foot in years
And trying to climb that way now
Will bring me pain and tears.
And yet that is the path I seek
The way I choose to go
For that’s the path you chose to walk
Because you loved me so.
So I will follow where you’ve walked
Whatever the travail,
For that is what you’ve asked of me
And with you I’ll prevail.
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