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My savior was born a man, He came from heaven, but a man is what he became. Ordinary, fallen, vulnerable, weak, and confused. He became all of this and more, For he knew that only in the form of a servant, Could he save the lost, and set the captives free. But there came a time, I tell you, there came a time, When he rose up and claimed his former self, And knew his nature, I am that I am, He said. I am that I am. I was born a boy. Ordinary, fallen, vulnerable, weak, and confused. Almost worthy of the condemnation that this world has shamed upon me and mine, Almost worthy of the epistemological inferiority, that the world complexly imputes to me, I was born a boy, Full of rage and anger, when they called me “boy” out of their own confusion. But I came to a man, who is a God, but was a man, And said, “Lord transform me, my God, transform me into what you will for me to be” And he showed me pain. And he showed me sorrow. But there came a time, When I rose up, and claimed the impossible, To be a child and man simultaneously, I was born a boy, But I came to a man, who is a God, but was a man, And said, “Lord transform me, my God, transform me into what you will for me to be” And he showed me pain. And he showed me sorrow. But there came a time, When I rose up, and claimed the impossible, To be a child and man simultaneously, And now I can look American hypocrisy in the face, and say “God Bless You” And now I can look klu Klux klan firemen in the eye and say I love you. Black, beautiful, strong, fearless, and resolute to endure, Black, beautiful, strong, fearless, and resolute to right this world’s wrong and still retain my childlike disposition. I am a man, I tell you. And that is more than enough! For once I strived to rise above, but now I seek to rise in love. For once I strived to get revenge, but now I seek that hatred end. And men and boys and women to, would claim the light of victory. Not because of me, I see, but because of a man, who was a God. And became fallen, vulnerable, weak, and feeble, As I felt in a time of trial, Not because of me, I see, but because of a man, who claimed his former self and rose to set me free. And now, I am true. Not perfect but a man nonetheless. I was born a boy, But I reached to the sky, and said, “God help me” And now, I AM THAT I AM, I AM MAN!

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I Am That I Am

My savior was born a man, He came from heaven, but a man is what he became. Ordinary, fallen, vulnerable, weak, and confused. He became all of this and more, For he knew that only in the form of a servant, Could he save the lost, and set the captives free. But there came a time, I tell you, there came a time, When he rose up and claimed his former self, And knew his nature, I am that I am, He said. I am that I am. I was born a boy. Ordinary, fallen, vulnerable, weak, and confused. Almost worthy of the condemnation that this world has shamed upon me and mine, Almost worthy of the epistemological inferiority, that the world complexly imputes to me, I was born a boy, Full of rage and anger, when they called me “boy” out of their own confusion. But I came to a man, who is a God, but was a man, And said, “Lord transform me, my God, transform me into what you will for me to be” And he showed me pain. And he showed me sorrow. But there came a time, When I rose up, and claimed the impossible, To be a child and man simultaneously, I was born a boy, But I came to a man, who is a God, but was a man, And said, “Lord transform me, my God, transform me into what you will for me to be” And he showed me pain. And he showed me sorrow. But there came a time, When I rose up, and claimed the impossible, To be a child and man simultaneously, And now I can look American hypocrisy in the face, and say “God Bless You” And now I can look klu Klux klan firemen in the eye and say I love you. Black, beautiful, strong, fearless, and resolute to endure, Black, beautiful, strong, fearless, and resolute to right this world’s wrong and still retain my childlike disposition. I am a man, I tell you. And that is more than enough! For once I strived to rise above, but now I seek to rise in love. For once I strived to get revenge, but now I seek that hatred end. And men and boys and women to, would claim the light of victory. Not because of me, I see, but because of a man, who was a God. And became fallen, vulnerable, weak, and feeble, As I felt in a time of trial, Not because of me, I see, but because of a man, who claimed his former self and rose to set me free. And now, I am true. Not perfect but a man nonetheless. I was born a boy, But I reached to the sky, and said, “God help me” And now, I AM THAT I AM, I AM MAN!