For every hill I've had to climb,
For every stone that bruised my feet,
For all the Blood, Sweat, and Grime,
For blinding storms, and burning heat,
My Heart sings, but a "Greatful Song".
For these were the things that made me `Strong`!

{Yes, it is true Though I have overcome all these Obstacles, Yet, I lay down my `Soul` at your feet, My Sweet LORD and GOD. For Cowards die many times before death. But, The `Valiant` never taste of Death but Once.}