Some
mornings,
there's
a
fire
in
my
tears,
I
hear
Him
say,
Blakk
Pot,
it
is
well,
work
and
we
try
to
stand
But
the
weight
of
the
world
is
heavy
in
our
hands
We
can't
even
find
the
strength
to
rise
But
God
sees
the
tears
falling
from
Oh,
it’s
This
journey
is
long,
but
the
battle
is
not
yours
alone
Oh, it’s alright, praise Him, it’s alright
Every
little
step
leads
you
back
to
His
So
release
it
all
into
God’s
hands
tonight
The
path
is
not
always
a
straight
we
stumble
and
we
lose
track
of
time
the
Father
counts
every
tear
that
falls
And
He
answers
whenever
His
children
Oh,
it’s
alright,
This
journey
is
long,
but
the
battle
is
not
yours
alone
Oh, it’s alright, praise Him, it’s alright
Every
little
step
leads
you
back
So
release
it
all
into
God’s
hands
tonight
Release
it
all,
Blakk
Pot,
into
His
He
holds
your
tomorrow,
amen