Song of a hopeful soul
God of glory you will lift me higher,
Your love and mercy is always there
You make me every dusk to shine brighter
In the winds of destruction you make me sure
You stretched your hand and wiped my tears
So happy was I since there was no more fear.
Under the desert of nothing and emptiness,
You always provide me with water.
I drawn in your love and grace
Any time I desire to have success
Under the canopy Of stress and drought,
You are always ready to bless us with rain,
Even as I walk under darkness,
You make my star keep shining for me whenever I go.
From the swelling Earth's stomach, you lift my hands
And make me move meticulously over air.
You make me succeed where others fail
I'm like a waterfall, though falling from the face of the cliff,
I don't wound my golden life,
And when death with her cold hands begs for my life,
You remind of holy home heaven high beyond the clouds.
You have won my battles and sorrows.
You make me withstand pain without complain
Like my mother's saucepan who never complains
About the burning wood under its belly.
Like an ocean, your love eternal is never ending.
I am not because I deserve
But I am because YOU are.....
Nabende Emma chipukizi
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THE NABENDE WRITING FAMILY
Email thenabendewritingfamily@gmail.com
UGANDA CHRISTIAN UNIVERSITY
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