Still I Rise by Yolanda Adams
Shattered, but I'm not broken
Wounded still time will heal
Heavy the load the cross I bear
lonely, the road I trod I dare
Shaken, but here I stand
Weary, still I press on
Long are the nights, the tears I cry
Dark are the days, no sun in the skys
Yet still I rise
Never to give up
Never to give in
against all odds
Yet still I rise
High above the clouds
At times I feel low
yet still I rise
Sometimes I'm troubled
But not is despair
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