My struggle is real
I wanna shout out how I feel
If God made me surpass all these
His eyes I must always please.
I am singing praises
I will go to many places
To proclaim his goodness
And speak of his forgiveness.
If I wasn’t meant to die yet
My life’s purpose I must not forget
I am God’s healing servant
Spreading his love is all that I want.
Praise him who gives life
Praise him who gives strength
He turned my illness to opportunities
In dealing with life’s difficulties.
In the midst of all crises
Goodness arises
In the midst of hardship
There is beauty in friendship.
If I could write a song
A good melody I can put on
And if I can dance
Gracefully, I will, if given the chance.
Call unto him, all of you who suffer
Ours is a Great Father
Cast unto him all your fears
And let his loving answers fill your ears.
In health we are happy
With illness we are lonely
Thank God for friends and family
With them I was healed completely.
Lourdes Pobe
