My head is held high
for God is standing by my side
and as intimidating it may seem
there is no right to lessen me
My mistakes have made me fall
but with his grace I stand tall
I am the great oak in the barren field
though nothing around me, my beauty is sealed
protected from those who try to ax my strength
you've traveled far, but I've come a greater length
you've bent over backwards, me and him fought through
what you may build up, it crashed by twos
and you are with me until the very end
but I know better than to call you my friend
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