I like to think I have
no limits
that there’s nothing I can’t do,
deep breath, chin up, smile, and then
I keep on pushing through
but I overreach
my limits
when I put my trust in me;
then I’m not prepared for battle...
I invite the enemy
oh, he lives to push
the limits
and remind me of my lack
he pretends and tempts and tries, and
then he stabs me in the back
claims he’s trampled down
all limits
left me broken, in distress;
what he fails to understand is this:
my Savior is limitless!
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