Sometimes felt to ask Lord please end my struggle, hear my plea,
The weight of this burden is too much for me.
Each day feels heavy, each night a fight,
I long for peace, to find the light.
My heart is weary, my spirit torn,
Through trials and hardships, I've been worn.
Grant me solace, ease my pain,
Help me rise and break these chains.
In moments of doubt, I seek Your Help,
A guiding hand, to find my place.
Lord, lift me up from this darkened sea,
End my struggle, and set me free.
Yet, I do understand that..
The battle is mine, though the storm may rage,
I'll stand tall, though the world may wage.
With courage as my armor, and faith as my sword,
I face each challenge, trusting in the will power within me..
I will fight, I will not weep, though still trying too..
For strength is born in the hardest of times,
And victory rises with each mountain I climb.
I won’t back down, though fear may rise,
I’ll keep my eyes fixed on the end of the race !
The battle is mine, and I will fight,
With hope in my heart, I will not fail.
For I am more than the struggles I see,
The battle is mine, and with every fight,
I will find my way, and claim my light.