Is God asking you to crawl to China - or just to cross the street? To trudge through the desert through Arabian heat Or to accomplish the impossible - an Herculean feat Or maybe just trade in bad thoughts obsolete Is it the concentration camps at Dackow? Is it Joan of Arc revisited? Niagara Falls in a barrel? Or to mend a broken relationship instead? Crawl to China He is faithful - it remains in His hands From the cold barren Arctic to the war stricken lands From the place in your heart where despair takes it's hold To the lairs of the demons where deceptions are told Is God asking you to crawl to China or just to cross the street? Crawl to China With emotional rigormortis freezing your step You won't be going far at all It feels pretty safe but the danger is real You won't grow until you face the fear that you feel Crawl to China