My Everest

O ‘great’ Everest
Where art thou now
And where is thy glory
And height
which sought to thee exalt
above my God
Hast thou not become a plain
upon which I now dance
and engrave psalms
to Him, the fiber of my strength
who hath delivered thee into my hands

Where is thy voice
Quick to cry
“Alas! He has fallen again!”
Why art thou silent
Do thy words now scoff thee
Doth my victory now shame thee
Where is your crest
Where is your pride
founded on my many falls
Alas! Everest
“How art the mighty fallen”