Faith

My faith is not so big as a mustard seed
The seed seems so small,
Yet mountains move
I pray, the mountains stay in place

Perhaps I can climb
But my body protests
The air seems so thin
I feel if I will choke

Where can I find this mustard seed?
The mountains are so great
I want to see the geography of the world changed
Why is my faith so small?

Perhaps I lack the faith of the mustard seed
But, I pray that God gives me the faith to keep climbing

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