“I walked alone…at least that’s what I thought.
I can see the end, but it seems so far away.
I’m not sure I’ll make it on my own,
but You remind me that You have my back.
My mind is convinced that I can make it
But my body thinks differently;
after many years of scars and self inflicted pain.
The greater the suffering, the greater the glory
The greater the struggle, the greater the victory
I am going at my own pace, cause I know I’ll make it
I know I’ll see You at the end of it welcoming me with open arms
The end is not too far, I can feel it.
So give me the strength to make it.
I have the victory, a sweet victory at that.”