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The Reason I'm Alive


What’s the point of life?

Why continue through the strife?

I’ll tell you, I almost died:

Fear nearly ate me up inside;

My life was full of hurt,

And I couldn’t find my worth,

‘Til my Father up above

Showered me with holy love;

Told me He had a plan,

So now I’m His biggest fan.

Before every sunrise I wake up and pray,

For He gives me strength to get through the day.

Without Him I would not be okay,

But I’d still be trapped under Lucifer’s sway.

God gives me reason to trust and obey

And for Him I can’t wait to wake up each day.

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