The mountain of hope rises through the mists around.
So don't be discouraged,  press on, hold your ground.
Walk on a little bit longer until you get around the bend.
You too can be victorious, be a big winner in the end.

Keep hope glowing, light embers to light your way.
Keep your mind on where you're going, day by day.
The mountain of hope rises through the mists above.
To the place where angels dwell with our God of Love.

When you reach the top, look to the valley below.
You'll see the path clearer, the way easier to know.
The mountain of hope rises within the human breast.
Above the bleakest of realities, if we but do our best.

If we climb up the darker side, up to the mountain peak.
We'll sup with angels in Cannan, hear our savior speak.
Rest in pastures green and bath our tired and weary feet.
In pure water, cook and clear and to our taste so sweet.

If the way becomes too hard, just take the time to pray.
Go within yourself and find the mountain of hope today.