I think this was written in a season of doubting a few years ago.
that are blacker than the night
I started to fall, clinging to Your light
When uneasiness hit me
with force like a brick
It wasn't something that I could easily fix
I prayed for your comfort!
I prayed for your rest!
But you cried, "my child, wait!"
I will give you the best!
So everyday I will die...
die to my hindering part,
and everyday I will rise...
rise to bless your heart
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