In times of trial, I cried out to the Lord, Begging Him to take away my heavy load. Three times I pleaded, my heart filled with fear, But He whispered softly, "My grace is near."
"My power is made perfect in your weakness, So boast in your flaws, let them be your uniqueness." With a smile on my face, I embrace my flaws, For in my weakness, Christ's power draws.
I will boast gladly, in my imperfection, Knowing His grace is my protection. So let me be weak, for His strength to shine, In my weaknesses, His power divine.
