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I Know…
© 2002, Rod E. Mc Connell
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I know who I am
And I know where I've been.
I know what I've felt
And know what I've seen.
I've felt the lash
And the sting of their lies,
The loss of their love
And the hate in their eyes.
I've felt it all,
The hurt and the shame
I've cried all my tears
Yet I am the same.
I've learned to live
Through the lies and deceit,
Through the cold winter nights
Without love and its heat.
Though I've tried to give
To those with more need,
To be there for those
Whose lonely souls bleed.
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I've felt it all,
The hurt and the shame
I've cried all my tears
Yet I am the same.
I've suffered their fears
And words that condemn.
I've heard all their taunts
And lived on with them.
I've felt the cold
And the loss of a friend.
I've wept all alone
Through nights without end.
I've felt it all,
The hurt and the shame
I've cried all my tears
Yet I am the same.
I've been at the edge,
The ground far below.
I've clung to the rail
But couldn't let go.
Yet I felt the need
For the grace of His love,
For His power, His strength
That comes from above.
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I've felt it all,
The hurt and the shame
I've cried all my tears
Yet I am the same.
I've prayed in the night
Alone with my fears.
And I buried my heart
Along with my tears.
And yet I believed
That love would be mine.
That it wouldn't hurt,
It would happen in time.
I've felt it all,
The hurt and the shame
I've cried all my tears
Yet I am the same.
I know who I am
And know where I've been.
I know what I've felt
And know what I've seen.
I know…
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