Let
me hold
all of it.
Give it to me.
I can handle it.
I am fine, no worries.
I hear myself saying this
believing it to be sincere.
But the truth is, alone, I cannot.
God only gives me what I can endure.
Let
me hold
all of it.
Give it to me.
I can handle it.
I am fine, no worries.
I hear myself saying this
believing it to be sincere.
But the truth is, alone, I cannot.
God only gives me what I can endure.
Windows To The Spirit 