I am a worker,
fallen amidst life’s hardship’s.
my arms stretching out,
longing for his strength and love,
to pull me up from under.
I am a worker,
a broken and crying man,
calling out His name,
reaching out to feel His hand,
and let His strength lift me high.
I am a worker,
struggling through this long, hard life,
my eyes seeking His,
to see His light shining down,
raising up my soul again.
I am a worker,
stumbling in my worn, torn boots,
patiently waiting,
keeping my faith in knowing,
He will lift me up again.
