LOOK UP
when you have done all that you can do
and you notice in your storms there's no one but you
stand firm and listen for the quiet voice of God
cause those are the times he whispers, I'm here my child
I've heard your prayers and felt your tears
I've seen you struggle that's why I'm here
but you have to look up and be not afraid of the storms
have faith in me my child, be still, be not alarm
because the answers to your prayers is not far away
just keep looking up and trust in me each and everyday
for there's so much more I have instore for you
because you are my child no matter what you go through
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