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Joe Dyck Jan 2012
I may be small to human eyes
But to God you're smaller yet
You may out-match me in strength and size
But not in faith I'll bet.

For every step that crushed my soul
You're doomed to ten on flaming coals
For every mile you drag me through
You're to match on rocks, and uphill too!

You cannot win if my trust is full
In Him who is bigger than you
For every wound you inflicted on earth
You will suffer too.

— The End —