You are a winner, a thoroughbred, top of the class
Who in the world told you that you couldn’t make it?
Who in the world told you that you were wasting your time?
I’m here to erase those lies!
I’m here to tear down those rigid walls!
I’m here to let you know that:
Your presence counts, your being matters to God
He thinks of you and loves you unconditionally
You’re champion material, you will cross that finish line
Put God not man beneath your wings and you will soar like an eagle!
You will race with the top ranks
You will shine in your trials, even the really complex ones
God will strengthen you when you feel weak
He will carry you when you need rest
You are made of the hearty thick substances of success
God’s mission will ooze from your depths

I’m not concerned if you are the first to cross the line
And neither should you be---
My plight is that you finish
As your plight should be--
That you prove to yourself that you had in you to begin with

And with the Lord beneath your wings
Your mountains will be cast into the sea
You will run and not be weary
You will finally see that you are a
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