It’s okay to have a mountain of tasks,
For you’ll help me climb, no matter how vast.
When the weight seems too much to bear,
You’re the hand that’s always there.
It’s okay not to have money in hand,
For you’re the solution, the rock on which I stand.
In the midst of struggle, you’ll always show me the way,
Turning each obstacle into a brighter day.
Please kill the doubt that grows inside,
The whispers of worry I cannot hide.
Please kill the fear that makes me believe,
You’ll leave me in troubles, when I grieve.
With your love, I know I can face it all,
With you by my side, I’ll never fall.
For in you, I find strength, peace, and grace,
You’re my answer, in every place.
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