Sorrow came to visit us today
Was the longest day, was the loneliest day
Sorrow came to steal our hope away
Only tears can tell
Of this holy hour

This mountain’s high, too high for us
This mountain’s high, too high for us

Sorrow came quicker than a fire
Was the longest day, was the loneliest day
I feel your hand, the warmth, your sweetest smile
But you slipped away, through the great divide

This mountain’s high, too high for us
This mountain’s high, too high for us

Your ways are high, too high for us
Your ways are high, too high for us

©2003 Smith/Curious? Music UK

Behind the Song:
'In December of 2002 a very dear friend and uncle to my wife died suddenly on a Swiss mountain of a heart attack. It was such a feeling of shock and bewilderment and a massive loss to all those who knew him in the church. The same night when everyone was asleep I went to the piano and this song poured out as a lament for just having lost a great man. It’s always tempting as a Christian to find a happy ending in everything and we on purpose decided to leave the questions unanswered. God never promises a happy ending but always promises to give us Grace to walk through the things he has ordained. This song is for John.' - Martin Smith (Delirious?)