In life, you never walk alone
By your side God stands
To fight your plight blown
Out of proportion by haughty hands
Wishing you ill all the time
At work and at leisure
Resenting every ascent you climb
Much to the displeasure
Hearts of rock feel
Every time God blesses you
With ability and skill
That grow stronger anew
Every time you excel
In faith to glorify the breath
God blows in your every cell
As long as you steer away from stealth.
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