The road gets slippery under us
But never slips us of our path.
The road filled through with thorns
Seems to us the smoothest one,
Our hearts for once never forgets
The final destination of our dreams.
We have troubles but never worry
We are lonely but never feel forgotten.
We stand fast in our faith
Each day making us braver and stronger.
We are pressed on all sides,but not crushed,
We are perplexed,but not in despair,
Persecuted but not forsaken,
Cast down but not destroyed.
We face storms and come out victors,
Tempests and we triumph.
We scale hurdles and not once
do we brush the bar.
We survive these rough times
And get our share of pain.
But we don`t get pain alone;
We get joy unknown to men,
Strength that can never fail;
But most of all we get a crown of gold.

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