You don’t know my story You don’t know the things that I’ve come through You cannot imagine The pain the trials I’ve had to endure You don’t know my story You don’t know the day He set me free You cannot imagine The strongholds and the walls that severed me You don’t know my story The anguish and the guilt that consume me Grateful I can tell it For no more shall the shackles condemn me You don’t know my story For if you did you would lift up your hands So just let me tell you By faith you may as well break out and dance
Posted on: Mon, 29 Jul 2013 10:46:24 +0000