empty hands

Lord, these shoulders been carrying mountains not meant for human backs Every door pushed—locked Every window reached for—sealed Like the world done decided I ain't supposed to breathe My tears is tired of falling My spirit is weary of crawling But still I believe When night wraps too tight...

Father I cry out to You for help. When Israel pray and request for help, You always send someone who helped them to come out of from their enemies. You send Moses, Joshua, Gideon. You told Gideon to reduce the number of armies so then everyone would know that it was You behind their victory...