Little drops of water Can make a flowing stream, That can make a mighty ocean that reflects a star bright beam.
		And little deeds of kindness Will shine like precious gold Making little words of love For my heart to hold.
			Sometimes my river seems too wide, My mountains all too high For me to cross____for me to climb, Seems useless even to try.
				But then I think how small my cares and blessings without loss I've never worn a crown of thorns, Nor been nailed to a cross.