MY CROWN
By Tinig ni Maria
I stand in the middle of the crowd
As the people watch me intently
I do not look, I don’t need to see
You are my eyes, great things you show me
I walk in the middle of darkness
As the branches of trees reach for me
I don’t run, I’m not in a hurry
You’re my feet, you hold me up calmly
I step on broken branches and twigs
As blood trickles on path I can’t see
I do not yell because I am free
You’re my potion, you always heal me
I run in the middle of the woods
As darkness deepens it covers me
I do not stop, it’s just not scary
You are my shield, here to protect me
I jump over hundred deadly traps
As their teeth snap under me madly
I don’t falter, let them go crazy
You are my rock, you always got me
I pass by, lions pouncing at me
Their thunderous roars loud and mighty
I do not shake, I stand tall and proud
Heavenly Father, You are my crown
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