I stumble, pray, then rise again,
Learning grace where I’ve been thin.
Through quiet doubts and growing pain,
I chase His light, not earthly gain.

Each day I fail, each day I try,
To love more deeply, forgive, deny
My pride, my fear—walk humbly on,
Becoming new till self is gone.

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