Every Valley Shall Be Exalted Poem by Mark Heathcote

Take great notice of the lowly minded ones
depressed, riddled with the guilt of sin ones
for every valley shall be exalted,
every self-important mountain and hill levelled.

The crooked shall be made straight—
the humble their share of love shall conflate
look again at His stone rolled aside how it lied
isn't every valley raised-up—elevated?

Those that comfort themselves will be humbled
their pride brought down annulled.
The burial grave, how righteous it is, Jesus rose
elated our hearts from their shadowy woes.