The Lord came to me like a dream one day and asked,

"Why do you sorrow?"

I answered, "Lord, my life is so full of pain,"

I can't face one more tomorrow."

The Lord sat down beside me,

and gently took my hand.

He said,

"Let me explain to you and you will understand."

Each sorrow is a stepping-stone

you must surmount each day

and every stepping-stone you climb

is a sorrow that's passed away.

The road of life is a mountainside,

with crevices in which to be caught,

But as you struggle on your way,

I, the Rock, will lend support.

Every stepping-stone you climb,

makes spirit and heart grow strong.

Exercising character and faith

this road seems painful and long.

The way is paved with stepping-stones,

to uplift your heart and soul.

Through difficult they aid your way,

to a City paved in Gold.

I know that you are tired,

for I too have walked this way.

My sorrows they did multiply.

but I cleared the stones away.

I left my Rock to lift you up,

I left behind my story.

To give you strength to make your climb

to that special place in glory.

And never fear, the Rock is here,

you'll never climb alone,

surmount life's sorrows, continue on,

For they are but stepping-stones.