I got tired
of this race
I couldn't just keep running
All i had left was hope
And that hope made me yell
"Hallelujah"
Because there is nothing grater than him.
He died to save me and he lived for my victory.
He prayed for my sinful nature
And he always stood up for me
He never gave up on who I am
He knew my capabilities and he used them
TO make me better
I have lost the strength in flesh
But in spirit, it is only the beginning
There is not much hope in the eyes
But i know that what is seen is not all that is possible
For a poor man sees the place he lives at
And he knows far from there that there is always more.
There is always someone higher than you,
And if you think you are the Highest look Again,
He is higher than you,
My Lord, My God,
He is higher than any other living soul
He can reach the highest of all distances.