When I’ve fallen,
I shall rise;
time and time again,
to stand,
stand in the face of defeat
and try once more.
I rise with hope in my heart,
for hope is eternal;
coming on the wings
of a promise;
a promise of something better,
something joyous.
And when the enemy calls
I shall shine;
shine like the burning sun,
full of hope and love;
a warrior of Christ
casting darkness away.
I am not perfect,
I am ever a child learning;
a child of God,
and of the light;
yes, I will fall
but always I shall rise.
© Leslie C Dobson
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