The people I thought loved me and respected me try to leave me with dishonor and disgrace
I look to seek God face
In the midst of my storms I stand my ground
I look them in the both eyes when they frown
Love the ones that hate you
Through it all God will bless you
Hold your head up high
It’s okay to cry
God will give me strength in the midst of my storms
I am forever transform
I will go through trails and tribulations
Jesus is the Christ, His compassion will be my motivation
Pray to God He will win the wars
He will heal all of my hidden scars
Remember God loves me
Nothing is impossible for me

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