Through It All

There are good days
and bad days,
but probably more bad.
Some days show you favor.
Some days make you mad.
Still, no matter what,
do not give up the fight.
and persevere,
with all your might.
Good days will come,
and you must reap your reward.
Notice your blessings,
and acknowledge that they are of the Lord.
Think about the crown,
that you will one day recieve,
and no matter what,
through it all,
have faith and believe.

Many times you want to give up,
but there is still hope.
Hold on in the tug of war.
Never let go of the Lord's rope.

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