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IDENTITY My Identity’s in question. Who am I? What am I doing here on earth? Oh Jesus, tell me why? It’s difficult to understand. My query is “Where will I land?” I sometimes feel in party mode And then I crack. A heavy load Of expectations crush my spine. I wonder how I’ll ever shine. The scene looks dark and I despair. What happens if I enter there? If I go with the seething crowd And take the view that’s all around, The smiling face that’s trouble’s mask? To find the truth is all I ask. “And are you now prepared to pay The price? That’s all I have to say.” The price? Of truth? I see, you mean To stand alone in victory’s scene, And sometimes take derisive news Right on the chin if that bemuse Some power-playing man-excuse. And to respond with love alone. No curse is uttered. I am one With Jesus, cursed on hanging tree, Yet risen, alive and driving me. The truth alone is worth the fight. The love behind it shines the Light Upon the path that I must tread. It’s love alone provides the bread That I must feed on. That’s my choice. I’m singing now. I have a voice! The truth is worth proclaiming loud. I stand averse to the liar’s shroud – That knotted pack of misconstrued Intros to a life of lewd Malfunction. At this junction I’m decided I’ve collided But I’m up again and following The Mastermind Who, creating Amazing Life, has won my heart. So from His presence no depart Will satisfy the likes of me. Come walk with me and you can see That truth is all our hearts beat for, And Truth is Love. He is the door To LIFE. That’s me I’m loved you see. And love is all I want to know. Whatever the cost that’s where I go. He loves ME! He LOVES me! HE loves me! That’s my identity! There is in Heaven a scroll Where my life’s plan’s enrolled. It’s mine to discover, and mine to find out It’s mine to fulfil And Mine to shout. That’s me. God knows me Inside out. There’s a plan for me And that’s what I’m about! I was made for this. I was made for joy. I was made to dance, I was made to sing. There’s a plan for me and I’m right here in the ring To the end. The last day, When I shout hurray, Jesus waits for me His reward in hand. I’ll persist till I’m there At the very end Of the Beginning.

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