Though trapped in silence
In a world full of weakness
Deep inside a fire grows
From this apathy
I cannot see where to go
Please help with myself
You have strength
You have power
In yourself
Weak no longer
With the word upon my backbone
I'll supply the spirit of the Lord
A second wind like no other
A flame I can't put out
I cannot see where to go
Please help with myself
You have strength
You have power
In yourself
Weak no longer
If your strength is perfected in my weakness
Then there is hope that I will never be defeated
By these dark, intrusive thoughts that cloud my mind.
Though I feel liberated in my unmitigated gall, I'm reminded that,
"Freedom inside of a cage isn't freedom at all"
The countless tears that I've tasted
Throughout the years that I've wasted
Don't compare to the glory that I have not yet been faced with.
The trials and tribulations only leave me eagerly waiting
For the day when I'm embraced by my creator
Until then, I'm obliged to walk with this thorn in my side
Never promised to ever be rectified and instead of giving up tonight, I realise
I am More than a conqueror and that I through Christ, am weak no longer.
As the blaze burns brighter
And hotter than ever
Upheld by the anointed
In myself I'm restored