Yeah, I’ve been hit.
So what?
Yeah, the Lion roared
In my face.
So what?
I have smelled on his breath,
The stench of rotting souls.
So what is that to me?
His roar was so loud,
I almost went deaf.
So what?
In the face of the lion,
I stare into His face,
I will not blink!
When the lion roars,
I smile back at him.
Smelling the souls on his breath,
I know,
Mine will never be one of them.
When the others faint,
Because the lion is fierce,
I stand on solid ground,
Dug in deep,
Strongly supported,
By Him.
I stand,
From standing I advance,
There is no cry that will be,
Heard from me.
I believe more in what I cannot see,
Than what I can see.
The devil approaches,
So what?
God is with me,
I will not stop going forward,
I will not back down,
Because of the Lord.
So as far as circumstances,
So what?