One upstairs, I am going up,
Each day, I go up a stair.
I try to do always good things,
Deviating me from all bad things.
The climb is not an easy way,
Many obstacles arise all day,
Even with all the difficulties, I know one thing.
I am not lonely.
There is someone who protects me,
He is always caring about my walk.
And if I discourage, He extends his hand,
Forever He will lift me high again.
He always lifts me higher,
He is driving me to victory.
God is always with me,
He is covering me with his glory.
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