When life get fuller
With emptiness inside
When growing gets less
And the words dont count
When you feel like failing
And you feel worthless
Then I will tell you count your blessing
You are ungreatfull and to strict on yourself
No one can be perfect not
Even if you try
Let you stay humble and down
On your knees and bowl
God is our only solid rock when things get worse
He is the only one our source.

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Life can be hard