I am what I am
because of what has formed me
Just like a rock I to smooth out with the storm
I get washed away like dirt on the shore
Like a diamond I get better through the pressure
I can weather the storm with God in my heart
Shaped and molded
Crafted and crushed
Broken and bruised
Battered and torn
Never the less I shall rise
Like the ashes of a phoenix
I will rise and be firm in the storm
Because my eyes are fixed on God
Feb 5, 2020
Feb 5, 2020 at 2:50 PM UTC
I am what I am
because of what has formed me
Just like a rock I to smooth out with the storm
I get washed away like dirt on the shore
Like a diamond I get better through the pressure
I can weather the storm with God in my heart
Shaped and molded
Crafted and crushed
Broken and bruised
Battered and torn
Never the less I shall rise
Like the ashes of a phoenix
I will rise and be firm in the storm
Because my eyes are fixed on God