Weary steps
plodding, dragging
Alone with a cause
pressing toward the Mark
Two now
a little stronger
United in purpose
We are here! We are here!
A group
Weak and valiant
Voices raised
So they can hear us
An army
Weeping warriors
Broken with Your dreams
We march in cadence
A multitude
fatherless yet Fathered
watching the tide turn
as we pray
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