Human & frail, we fall to our knees
Caught up in this hurting unable to breath
And triumph & victory seem far away
Terror & agony fight for our days
Losing seems easy & winning is hard
The call to live selflessly strikes at our hearts.
We battle with hands much too weak for the fight.
Forget who He is and the strength of His might.
Awestruck & fearful we must face our disease
Let down the walls built & finally bleed.
Come face to face with our own brokenness
Then throw up our hands to finally find rest.