Through it all what manages to remain is my plight to be unafraid
Unafraid of the leaps and fiery loops
Unafraid of the masked men and waxed women
Unafraid of the dagger or the sword
Unafraid of the parasites and the trolls
Unafraid of the nights and its hovering ghosts
Unafraid of the broken promises and hearts
Unafraid of the drought or the storm
Unafraid of the secrets
Unafraid of eyes and cursed tongues
Unafraid of the word that started it all
I am unafraid because the Lord is by my side
God carries me weightless on His shoulders above all the fears
I am unafraid because I believe.
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