Sam Rivera - Montana Lyrics
Lyrics
Si tuvieras fe
Como un grano de mostaza
Y eso lo dice el Se?or
Si tuvieras fe
Como un grano de mostaza
Y eso lo dice el Se?or
Si tuvieras fe
Es un amor que llega a mi coraz?n, yeah
Fear has lost its grip on me and now I know that
With You all things are possible
Todo lo puedo en Tu amor
Si tuvieras fe
You're the God that makes impossible to possible
You're the One who turns the sickness into miracles
Cuando estoy en la tormenta
Yo s? que no me dejas
Nunca mе dejas solo, no no (No, no)
Dile al enеmigo
Que Dios est? contigo
And he'll always be by your side (Oh yeah)
Dile a la muerte
Que Dios cambi? tu suerte
And you can do all things through Christ
Si tuvieras fe
Como un grano de mostaza
Y eso lo dice el Se?or
Si tuvieras fe
Como un grano de mostaza
Y eso lo dice el Se?or
Si tuvieras fue
Es un amor que llega a mi coraz?n, yeah (Coraz?n)
Fear has lost its grip on me and now I know that
With You all things are possible (Oh-oh)
Todo lo puedo en Tu amor
Si tuvieras fe
Yeah, whoa
S? que conmigo vas a estar (Vas a estar)
Yeah, You make everything alright, mmm (Alright)
A esa monta?a le dir? (Esa monta?a le dir?)
Even when I feel heathen (Oh yeah)
God with You I know I win (Oh yeah)
Renu?vame
Como Marcos Witt (Yeah, yeah)
Toda mi alma yo te entregar? (Oh)
Escuchar? tu llamada
Entregas cada batalla (Cada batalla)
Como un grano de mostaza voy a romper (Romper)
Hey, hey, hey
Si tuvieras fe (Woo)
Como un grano de mostaza (Mostaza)
Y eso lo dice el Se?or (Se?or)
Si tuvieras fe
Como un grano de mostaza (Un grano de mostaza)
Y eso lo dice el Se?or (Dice el Se?or)
Si tuvieras fe
Es un amor que llega a mi coraz?n, yeah (Coraz?n)
Fear has lost its grip on me and now I know that
With You all things are possible
Todo lo puedo en Tu amor
Si tuvieras fe
Faith is trusting every word you say
Es confiar que mi Dios suficiente es
A cambiar mi mente y coraz?n
That You'll change my heart of stone
Breathe life into these dry bones
Cuando estoy por caer
No hay nada que temer
You catch me when I fall
S? que me levantar?s
And no matter what may come
I know
Tu promesa firme est? (Yeah, yeah)
Si tuvieras fe
Como un grano de mostaza
Y eso lo dice el Se?or
Si tuvieras fe
Como un grano de mostaza
Y eso lo dice el Se?or
Si tuvieras fe
Es un amor que llega a mi coraz?n, yeah (Coraz?n)
Fear has lost its grip on me and now I know that
With You all things are possible
Todo lo puedo en Tu amor
Video
Evan Craft, GAWVI, Sam Rivera - Montaña
Meaning & Inspiration
I still check my clothes for the smell of the pig pen sometimes. Even after the shower, even after the robe, even after the ring—there’s this phantom stench that clings to the fabric of who I am. That’s why Sam Rivera, Evan Craft, and GAWVI’s "Montaña" hits me differently. It’s not some clean, Sunday-morning hymn. It’s got enough rhythm to drown out the noise of my own head, and enough raw honesty to make me look at the mess I left behind.
There’s this one line that keeps me up: "Even when I feel heathen."
God, that’s honest. It’s not saying "when I mess up" or "when I have a bad day." It’s admitting that there are moments—right in the middle of being found—where I still look in the mirror and don't recognize the saint the Father says I am. I feel like a stranger in the house. I feel like I’m waiting for the other shoe to drop, for Him to realize I’m still the same kid who burned his inheritance on cheap thrills and bad decisions.
But the song doesn’t leave it there. It pivots. It leans into that mustard seed thing—that tiny, insignificant speck of belief that somehow moves the immovable.
Jesus wasn't messing around when He talked about that seed in Matthew 17. He knew we were small. He knew our faith wouldn’t always be a roar; sometimes it’s a whisper, or a shaky hand reaching out from the mud. The lyrics say, "You'll change my heart of stone / Breathe life into these dry bones." It’s a nod to Ezekiel 37, the vision of the valley. Those bones didn’t stand up because they were strong. They stood up because the breath of God went where no life had any business existing.
That’s the scandal of it, right? I’m standing here, feeling like a heathen, and yet the Promise is still firm.
When they sing about moving mountains, I don’t think about giant rocks in the distance anymore. I think about the mountain of my own pride, the mountain of the shame that tells me I don't deserve the table. I’ve spent years trying to clear the path myself, hacking away with my own sweat, and I’ve just ended up tired and dirty. "Montaña" reminds me that the mountain doesn't move because I’m great. It moves because He is present.
It’s messy. I’m still learning how to be a son. I don’t have the theological textbooks to back up why the grip of fear is supposedly gone when I still feel the tremors sometimes. But maybe that’s the point. Maybe the "Rescue" isn't about becoming perfect overnight. Maybe it’s just about knowing that even when I feel like a heathen, the One who turned my luck—no, my fate—is still standing right next to me in the dirt.
I’m still breathing in the soot, but I’m listening. And for now, that’s enough.