HURT

I will praise you in agony

I will praise you in doubt

I will praise you when confusion and pain threaten to take me down

I will praise you on sleepless nights, of which there will be many

I will praise you in the heartache and the stabbing pain within me

I will praise you when the comfort flees

I’ll praise you when I’m consumed by agony

I’ll praise you

I’ll praise you

I’ll praise you all the more. 

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