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To try and try and yet come up short,
to hang my head while giving report,
not able to make anything right,
turns brightest day to darkest
Amidst thoughts of strength to find myself weak
brings a gut-wrenching pain of which my heart cannot speak.
never been part of my plan.
I curse times I donít, when I know that I can.
My standard, my goal, my hope is perfection,
yet I am met
with regret, rebuke and rejection.
Failure is a companion I have grown to despise,
its taunts and its laughs are not found in your eyes.
you I can see love, understanding and more.
You think me a winner regardless lifeís score.
When Iíve nearly given up, drowning in failure,
give my life, my sight, my plight to the Savior.
A loving like yours in this life is most glorious,
although Iím imperfect with you,
in Christ Iím victorious.
2 Corinthians 3:5
2 Corinthians 12:9
By: Shawn Pearson
"Success if not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts." ~ Winston Churchhill
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