Letting Christ b formed within
Ripping the veil of fleshly sin
We cannot utter words thru the groaning
Are we aware of the beauty we're honing?
We feel the pain of the birth
We endure through the night
It's the course of earth
Through the Journey
The twists & turns
Be it cold
Or fire that burns
For the joy set before us we go thru the pain
We refuse to quit bc we kno what we'll gain
It may feel like death
Like the end of the earth
But in reality, friend
This is the course of birth
