Thank you
I know I'am not the best
I try to do good, yet I fail
without you I'am like the rest
sometimes I just want to yell
You are a king above all
but lived as a servent
all you wanted me to do answer your call
I must be a burden
so I thankyou Lord
You give me hope
with you I'am a mighty sword
You give me the strenght to go up slop
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