Each scar has a storyline.
What am I going to say?
What is going to come out of this?
When I'm happier, when am I all right?
I want my scar to remind you that
The way I've conquered it,
How I managed to make it though,
From where I came from.
I want to whisper about my scar,
About the agony that I have experienced,
About that very tough time,
The marathon I ran.
Still I like my scar for the most part,
Anything greater to speak about
I want to make it cry
My Living Maker.
Let my scar be confirmation that it is
That there is a Lord who is caring,
Who fought my terrifying fights
And whose wings I was soaring on.
Proclaim my scar
That all happens for the good,
I coul# Header 1dn't do it by myself.
Yet I was happy to have my God.
Let them take a peek.
Let them see and peek.
My scar reveals that God is wonderful.
It's pointed at him not me.