I've been down and out wondering what it all about. So many pressures and the burden seemed too much for me. To bear I tried to fight it but there were shackles on my hands.
Everyday, I face my fears. Will I make it through the years. Of all the pressures?. All the bad times that come my way. . And then there's the enemy around.
So overwhelmed by all the trouble that you face. Steadily searchin' wanting to find peace in this place. Oh so certain that you will come to a beter day.
So many times I've walked this way, too many times from You. I've strayed, fallen way behind to my former state of mind. I look around what do I see, so many strugglin' just like me.