How do you want me to express? Something I don't wish to confess, with my lips
I'm in distress!
Can you feel the tension?
some don't have the comprehension of what I must go through.
Stabbed in the back with eyes that pierce like sharp tipped daggers
abhorred by bitter souls that hinder, so I stagger
but when it comes down to it, it doesn't even matter.
I can overcome the hate against me
My eagle wings are spread wide open So I Soar
above these painful sores!
Faith and Love are the token.
My enemies think my spirit is broken
Don't worry for me
cause I believe in God's Word, Spoken
"Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death..."
I will not run from my enemy and lose my breath
my heartache is surreal, and my days are a mess
but they will fall to my right and to my left.
It's God's Promised gift..