Taller Than Trees

On your knees you are taller than trees

You can look over heartaches and fears

When my faith is gone to my knees I will go

Growing stronger and taller than trees

One night it was a long time ago now, I knelt at my mother's knee

For I was weary and heartsick and blue

She said, "Son, lift up your eyes to the man in the skies

And you'll grow, yes son, you'll grow like the mighty oaks too"

Then this was the answer I felt as down at her knees I knelt

"Down on your knees, you'll be taller than trees

And my boy, you can look over all of your heartaches

Son, you can look over all of your fears"

When my faith is gone to my knees I will go

Growing stronger and taller than trees