You disregarded me. You said I was weak. But His strength is made perfect in weakness, so I’ll survive. I’m a fighter, I don’t quit. You told me to sit down, shut up, because I had no right to share my voice. But I stood up, projected my voice belting from my soul, “I am free!” Your furious chains are no longer wrapped around me. Your so-called authority does not phase me. I’m a queen, a king, a conqueror and through Christ much more than that. How dare you think I would submit to you? I have fire in my voice. The flames will consume your false love burning that fraudulent identity to ashes. I AM A FIGHTER AND I’M STRONGER. Nothing you say can hurt me. I once was blind but now I see that I’m covered and I’m STRONGER.
Life to Your Soul 