Perseverance

Lord, my spirit is willing,
But my flesh is so weak;
Every day, I cry out to You,
Yet I don’t hear You speak.

I’ve been beaten many times.
You know what I’ve been through;
I can’t overcome this giant,
But this is what I must do.

I fought this trial many times.
I used all the strength in me;
Yet I lost in every battle,
And once again, I’m not free.

Lord, I’m tempted to call it quits,
And lay here on the ground;
I'll let the giant win again.
I've fought too many rounds.

As I'm now at my lowest,
Tears flow down my cheek;
I cry out to God again,
“Jesus, I'm just too weak!”

Suddenly, I felt my body
Being lifted up by my Lord;
He helped me back on my feet,
And said, “Let's do this once more.”

I stood up to that giant,
And fought hard as I could;
He used old tactics to make me give up,
Yet he only thought I would.

I was determined to not back down.
I had been here long enough;
It’s not the number of times I get hit.
It’s the number of times I get up.