Someone Will Climb

Someone will climb life’s rug­ged hills;

Someone God’s pur­pose will ful­fill;

Someone will ut­ter wis­dom’s code;

Someone will soft­en sor­row’s road.

Why not

why not?

Why not my tongue the Gos­pel preach?

Why not my thoughts with wis­dom shine?

Why not the Christ­like life be mine?

Someone will sing the heart’s glad song;

Someone will help the weak along;

Someone will light the night of gloom;

Someone will cheer the sick one’s room.

Someone will guide the lit­tle feet;

Someone the ag­ed with kind­ness greet;

Someone will love’s sweet balm im­part

Blessing the lone­ly

dy­ing heart.