Triumph

The joy I feel in seeing you soar
Breaking down all shackles, rising!

All the struggles, just melting away
Though, know not why they came

There is a secret, Divine exists
Riding along, holding on to Me

Will that be withheld, for which it exists
Know for sure, it belongs to Thee

Just been waiting, only to give 
Oh! the Joy of seeing you, Triumph!


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