If I never grew weary,
With the weight of my load,
Would I search for God's peace,
At the end of the road?

If I never knew sickness,
And never felt pain,
Would I search for a hand
To help and sustain?

If I walked without sorrow,
And lived without loss,
Would my soul seek solace
At the foot of the cross?

If all I desired,
Was mine day by day,
Would I kneel before God,
And earnestly pray?

If God sent no winter,
To freeze me with fear,
Would I yearn for the warmth,
Of spring every year?

I ask myself these,
And the answer is plain,
If my life were pleasure,
And I never knew pain-

I'd seek God less often,
And need Him much less,
For God is sought more often,
In times of distress.