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My faith in God (still perfecting rhythm) |
My faith is not the strongest My hope may hold no power But they remain consistant Ever persistant, hour by hour Sometimes my bonds may break I have already fallen down But on broken legs I'll stand Forever plodding upon the ground My hope is but an ember Within an eternal fire It may dwindle, but never die Burning bright with desire Small is the stain I leave Upon the cloth of guilt For I will smother all my foes With the suffocation of God's quilt For I still am upon the floor And always shall I remain For all my hope and all my faith Are always the enemies bane |