These are my hands,
They will grow old,
They won’t forever look grand,
But they will never cease to fold…
..in prayer

These are my knees,
They will buckle someday,
Yet they will not cease,
To kneel before you everyday

These are my feet,
They won’t always be strong,
But it will perform a feat,
Walking away from all that’s wrong

This is me,
A sinner
As sinners can be
But I will glorify Your name, always
As You are the reason why I am a winner

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