Even If My Bones Are Brocken

Though shattered dreams, like fallen leaves, lie cold, And every step, feels like a thousand weights to hold, My heart, once whole, now broken and worn, Yet still, I rise, to face the dawn. Even if my bones are broken, and my soul is worn, I'll find the strength, to rise, to stand, to born, For in the depths, of my darkest night, A spark remains, a light, a guiding sight. Like Phoenix wings, from ashes I'll arise, Unbroken, renewed, with heart full of surprise, For every shard, of shattered bone, Will mend, will heal, to make me whole. My spirit, unbroken, like a flame, Will burn, will shine, through life's darkest frame, No chain can bind, no weight can hold, My soul, freed, will rise, to unfold. In Yahusha's name, I stand, I rise, With every breath, my strength reprise, For He, my Rock, my Healer, my Guide, Will lift me up, to stand, to abide. Though brokenness, may bend my frame, My will, unbroken, will rise, will claim, Victory's crown, in His mighty name, I'll rise, I'll stand, I'll shout, I'll proclaim.