White Oak on the Hill Lyrics

There's a white oak on the hill at my old clinch mountain home.
That stands straight and true on that windy spur alone
And when the cold wind blows it's roots they bend and moan
But when the storm have passed it straightens up and goes on
(Chorus)
Lord let me be like that white oak on the hill
And help me to live in Your almighty will
Help me on my journey, Lord, as I travel on my own
And give me the strength to straighten up and go on.
You know the troubles of this life, They sometimes get me down
And when I look for my friends, they're not always a'round
Then the good Lord seems to say, "son, get up and do my will
And always remember that ol' white oak on the hill."
(Chorus)
Lord let me be like that white oak on the hill
and Help me to live in Your almighty will
Help me on my journey, Lord, as I travel on my own
And give me the strength to straighten up and go on.
And give me the strength to straighten up and go on.