The
strongest among us,
still fall
down.
With the
cares of this life,
and it’s
problems all around.
We fight
day to day,
with this
temple of skin.
Then add
in the world,
and all of
its sin.
We fight
with the devil,
and with
our pet peeves.
The cares
of this world,
challenge
all that believe.
I know
there are moments,
when it
feels like... that’s it!
I can’t
take anymore,
not one
little bit.
Then the
devil arrives,
to
tell you more junk.
He says,
you’ve blown it this time,
your
Christian ship has sunk.
Dust
yourself off,
there from
where you lay.
For though
the righteous may fall,
today is a
new day.
You are
not forgotten,
nor have
you been cast aside.
The Lord
is your refuge,
and in
Him, you abide.
You are
still loved,
just
remember, to fight the good fight.
For as
surely as The Son shines,
there will
be nights.
The storms
of this life,
always
come,
and
hope to blow us about.
But even
when we get down,
We’re not
out!
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