It's upon the mountain top you feel,
Victory's cooling breeze;
But soon you forget how you got there,
Was humbly on your knee's.
You make the victory all your own,
But forget it was through God's strength;
This climb would be impossible on your own,
You would be broken and totally spent.
So give the glory back to God,
For it's only by His grace;
As long as you give Him first place.
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