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My Survivor Man


His name is Father,

He puts the breath of life in me

All the strife in my life he calms

I adore all his wisdom and knowledge

His glory is what I seek to explore

 

Like a multi-tool kit he’s resourceful

The food he gathers is fruitful

At my side is a supreme immortal

Who supplies more than just crucial water

 

When help is afar he’s the first rescuer

Because of him I forgive my wrongdoers

Mentally he instills in me perseverance

Through him I am fulfilled with strength

 

My survival journey is a fury

Surely I can’t live without him

He is God!

 

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