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The man I was

I am not the man I once was, 

Old clothes don\'t fit me, a waff I\'ve become. 

Lost over 20kg, without any fuss. 

Following His directions, in Him I trust. 

I am as fit as a fiddle, even though I get tired, 

But all my needs are met, and I am out of the mire.

So I praise you Lord, for what I have become, 

I couldn\'t do it myself, but you sent your Son,

The help you send us, defeats all our foes, 

And health you give us, from our head to our toes.

You truly are the way, 

And I\'ll worship you Lord, 

Until you take me away.