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Faced With a Bully

I was be little I felt so small I was afraid I could not say I would go home and cry and tuck my burses away And wonder what makes me a target Of others laughs and talks behind my back I would ask my self what would make a person act this way Is it the fear they see in me is it the power they felt to gain Not fighting back made me so sad It is not in me to fight its just not right The red face teary eyes I could not hide Every day was the same ride Then a black cloud appeared Bring bad thoughts to my ears But I refused to hear instead I turned to my faith And I prayed and he answered me and lifted me high and Gave me back my pride So I did what Jesus would do I in braced my fears came face to face With my aggressor and the glow of the lord Appear on my face taken away all the aggression All of the pain I was able to stand a hundred feet tall And I felt brave no longer the victim In Jesus I found the way He is the way and the truth he set me free My bully is now my friend

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