Shattered, but I?m not broken,
wounded, but time will heal.
Heavy the load, the cross I bear;
lonely the road I try, I bare.

Shaken, but here I stand,
weary, still I press on.
Long are the nights, the tears I cry,
dark are the days, no sun in the sky.

Yet still I rise, never to give up,
never to give in against all odds.
Yet still I rise high above the clouds;
at times I feel low, yet still I rise.

Troubled, but not in despair,
struggling, yet I make my way through.
Trials, they come to make me strong,
I must endure, I must hold on.

Bridge
Above all my problems,
above all my eyes can see;
knowing God is able to strengthen me,
to strengthen me.

Yet still I rise, never to give up,
never to give in against all odds.
Yet still I rise high above the clouds;
at times I feel low, yet still I;
I need to know which way to go, yet still I;
at times I feel low, yet still I rise;
yet still I rise