I don't want a dead end.
I want to live. I want to survive. I want to face my mountains. I will face it. With the LORD as my strength.
No one will bring me down. If I am down, I will move back up. I am moving towards my prize. It may be slow and strenuous but I know its worth it.
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I lift my eyes on the hills, Where does my help comes from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of Heaven and earth.
Psalms 121: 1-2
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