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Waiting, Thankful
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by: alcopaul

The imperfections in me
I thought they were meant
ĎCause You didnít want me
To fly high
You wanted my feet to
Touch the ground
 

The trials that I went through
I thought that they were from You
ĎCause You wanted me
Not to fly high
You wanted my feet to
Touch the ground


My downfall, I enjoyed
The current state that Iím in, I savor
I thank You
Yes, like Job, I am thankful for all that
Iíve gone through, even they caused me pain and sorrow
Iím not hoping for a bright tomorrow
Iím not planning to have a comeback
Because I believe that Iíll be in Your refuge, soon
Just counting the seconds, just waiting for the day to finally expire.