Jesus My Super Hero For Life

Overwhelmingly fragile life is, It often knocked us down on our knees. Facing the daybreak has been exceedingly petrifying where to rise where to set? Do I even belong here? A loner I've always been. From million miles, I shot the star yet fall on lion mouth there's scarcity of rooms to procure all that's hurting, All that's maiming. then what's left is all bogus, A goal of its own to attain winning or losing I am on the race. Even so, as I set about to stretch my wings and waggle No longer could I hobble around. while all I own is learning to recline on Jesus, the Master of all the masters supersede the unfathomable vagueness, rose brighter when all I comprehend is a grey of tilted shades He truly is my superhero for life.