Frail, are these
shoulders, Lord
Heavy and worn, I bear, this load
I have stumbled, about to fall
No longer, can I stand tall.
Maimed, oh! The pain, the shame!
They no longer call me – by my name
They ridicule – lame, lame, lame!
Lord, for me, their tongues – tame.
Frail, are these
shoulders, Lord
Heavy and worn, I bear, this load
I have stumbled, about to fall
No longer, can I stand tall.
My race – I tarry, no longer swift
My face – no longer on the uplift
My spirit, crushed, away – it drifts
Cursed, they say, no more – a gift.
Frail, are these
shoulders, Lord
Heavy and worn, I bear, this load
I have stumbled, about to fall
No longer, can I stand tall.
Long, my days; nights – forlorn
Lonely, bruised, I take – my sojourn
Tears dry, I remember not – to cry
Lord, I ask, one more time – to try.
Frail, are these shoulders, Lord
Heavy and worn, I bear, this load
I have stumbled, about to fall
No longer, can I stand tall.
Frail, are these
shoulders, Lord
Heavy and worn, I bear, this load
I have stumbled, about to fall
No longer, can I stand tall.
Maimed, oh! The pain, the shame!
They no longer call me – by my name
They ridicule – lame, lame, lame!
Lord, for me, their tongues – tame.
Frail, are these
shoulders, Lord
Heavy and worn, I bear, this load
I have stumbled, about to fall
No longer, can I stand tall.
My race – I tarry, no longer swift
My face – no longer on the uplift
My spirit, crushed, away – it drifts
Cursed, they say, no more – a gift.
Frail, are these
shoulders, Lord
Heavy and worn, I bear, this load
I have stumbled, about to fall
No longer, can I stand tall.
Long, my days; nights – forlorn
Lonely, bruised, I take – my sojourn
Tears dry, I remember not – to cry
Lord, I ask, one more time – to try.
Frail, are these
shoulders, Lord
Heavy and worn, I bear, this load
I have stumbled, about to fall
No longer, can I stand tall.
Frail, are these
shoulders, Lord
Heavy and worn, I bear, this load
I have stumbled, about to fall
No longer, can I stand tall.
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