I tripped. I tripped. I tripped.
I had been doing so well and then I tripped.
I thought that I had everything in control and then I tripped.
I thought I had been going the right way and then I tripped.
I tripped. I tripped. I tripped.
My feet buckled beneath me and I tripped.
My legs twisted around me and I tripped
My hands reached out for something to hold onto, but still I tripped.
I tripped. I tripped. I tripped.
Where's the hand to reach down and pick me up?
Where's the strength I need when I feel weak
Where's the healing touch I need when I feel broken.
I tripped. I tripped. I tripped.
I fell. I fell. I fell.
I'm broken. I'm broken. I'm broken.
Jesus Saves. Jesus Saves. Jesus Saves.
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