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Tribute to Abba


I hope you’re proud Of what I do When I try To be like you That’s all I want All I can hope To some day Only Resemble you I make mistakes I often fail But you pick me up And give me strength So I can try again You say never quit And I won’t Because I won’t let you down You accepted me You strengthened me Who am I to say I’m nothing When you say differently? Can I say that I Hold you in high esteem When I don’t Even believe What you say about me? How humble can I be When I decide That what I see Is the truth And I reject What you said about me? What a mistake What a blindness To ignore the truth Your loving kindness Bestowed on me Small me! But oh how tall I am When I rise upon your shoulders And you take me with you everywhere Showing off This kid’s mine What can I say? It’s not about me It’s about the one who dares to hold me Whatever you say I will follow Because all I hope to be Is you Who am I? Whose opinion do I value? I will trust your eyes What you see If you say there is value Hidden in me What can I argue? On whose authority might I speak? It’s your true opinion that I seek I admire your strength Your endurance Your drive Your saving arm keeps me alive How often I run Into the street And at the last second Your arm snatches me I fall and I cry And you’re there at my side When I break When I bleed You're there beside me And you know best how To make the bleeding stop I am unharmed Sheltered in your arms I rest in your strength that holds me Amazing! That you would call me your own Adopted Chosen Your family Your home You inspire me to strength I’m in awe of you I’m engaged by your eyes So piercing and deep Yet patiently kind How terrifying Jaw-dropping Knees-knocking To stand before you Called into your presence I envy not those who face you How restful and renewing Strengthening and relieving To have the lion standing On my side The power turned away Put to use for me I stand not against you I let you stand for me
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