I've been redeemed,
But what does that mean?
Am I a gift card, or the gift that the card brings?
I'm not sure.
Although everything's a blur,
I will stand.
I will try my hardest to be strong,
Stand tall, after all.
Because I once felt so small,
And now I can't look down I'm so tall.
But in the end, Jesus is my wall.
And his plan is greater than just blueprints.
It's bigger than a monumental or historical painting.
Without him I would still be fainting,
Into the blackness of the ending.
Without anything great in sight,
I used to take flight.
But now I fight,
Because I know it's right.
The spaces may be tight,
But I have The Holy Spirit as my Light.
I'm trying my best to deny the other side,
But even though I know it's real,
Jesus is my ride.
He can take away any sorrow or pain,
And replace it with His name.
Just have faith. :))
