Holes
I had been in that hole for a very long time
In the dark and the damp, in the cold and the slime
The shaft was above me, I saw it quite clear
But there's no way I ever could reach it from here
I could not remember the world way up there
So I lost every hope and gave in to despair
I knew nothing but darkness, the floor and the walls
When from off in the distance I heard someone call
"Get up, get ready, there's nothing the matter!
Take rocks and take sticks and build up a fine ladder!"
This was a thought that had not crossed my mind,
So I started to stack all the stones I could find
When I ran out of stones, the old sticks were my goal
For one way or another, I'd climb from that hole
I soon had a ladder that stood very tall and I thought,
"I'll soon leave this place once and for all!"
I climbed up my ladder, a difficult chore
For from lifting those boulders my shoulders were sore
I worked and I climbed but I soon had to stop
For my ladder had stopped short, some ten feet from the top
I climbed back down my ladder and felt all around
But there were no boulders nor sticks to be found
I sat in the darkness and started to cry
For I'd done all I could do and I gave my best try
But in spite of my work, in this hole I must die
And all I could do was sit and think, why?
Was my ladder too short? Or my hole much too deep?
Then from way up on high came a voice,
"Do not weep."
Suddenly, faith, hope and love entered into my chest
As the voice calmly told me that I'd done my best
He said, "You have worked hard, and your labors been rough
But that ladder you've built is at last tall enough
So do not lose faith, there's reason to hope
Just climb up your ladder, I'll throw down my rope."
I climbed up the ladder, then climbed up the cord
When I reached the top of it, there stood the Lord
I'd never been happier, my struggle was done!
I blinked in the brightness that came from the Son
I fell to the ground and His feet I did kiss
I cried, "Lord, can I ever repay Thee for this?"
He looked all about, there were holes in the ground
They had people inside and were seen all around
There were thousands of holes that were dark, damp and deep
And the Lord looked at me and He said, "Feed my sheep."
Then he went on his way to save other lost souls
So I got right to work calling down to those holes,
"Get up, get ready, there's nothing the matter!
Take rocks and take sticks and build up a fine ladder!"
It was now my calling to spread the good word
The most glorious message that man ever heard
That there's one who is coming to save one and all
And we must be ready when he gives the call
He'll pull us all out of the holes that we're in
And save all our souls from cold, death and from sin
So do not lose faith, there is reason to hope
Just climb up your ladder, He'll throw down his rope