~L 4 N [ 3~
A boy sits in his bed
A small light turned on next to him
He stares at the wall
And he's thinking
A boy sits in his bed
A pitch black room with his music running
He stares at the wall
And he's content
Lift
But now I know my Gods so powerful He'll lift me up every time I fall He has a plan and though I might not know why He allows us to fall down sometimes He won't give us more than we can't handle So ima light my candle I'll worship the king With every song I sing Every word I speak And every thought I think Because he created me He's not ashamed of me Every time I slip and I fall I'm still his creation And though I'm not worthy at all He is worthy of celebration So join with me Sing with me He's almighty That's my God That is my God Continuation of Strength and Gravity
Comments
Post a Comment