We Who Suffer

Nobody wanna suffer, pressure makes you tougher,

Breathin’ when you smothered by the weight of another.

Why we in pain? Is it grace in disguise?

Or a twisted game where the strong survive?

Maybe it’s decay, dust back to clay,

Nothin’ left but pain at the end of the day.

But I can’t think that way, nah, grace still speaks,

When the soul feels weak and the nights cut deep.

Through the struggle, through the flame,

Call His name, it ain’t the same—

Grace in the pain, He broke every chain.

Jesus still reigns, forever the same.

Some say luck of the draw, we destined to fall,

Others say pride had us climbin’ too tall.

But the real ones know, suffering makes you grow,

Cuts deep in the soul till the broken gets whole.

That’s when you pray, when you lost it all,

In the quiet place where His whisper calls.

Joy in the deep, love you can’t erase,

Christ took the cross so death lost the race.

Through the struggle, through the flame,

Call His name, it ain’t the same—

Grace in the pain, He broke every chain.

Jesus still reigns, forever the same.

He already rose, He already reigns,

Blood washed clean, not a trace of the stains.

God want all to see grace, run the race,

Till we see His face at the end of the day.

Grace in the pain, He broke every chain.

Jesus still reigns, forever the same.