Samson Strong

Samson Strong (Two Three) I take a look back and see how far I've come already I clutched the helm in my hands and kept my ship steady through the storm I could've sailed my vessel on a rocky bay. But thank God I made it safely across the seas to the shore I kneel on th noe beach I kiss the sandy floors I've walked over hoards of skeletons for many miles down the valley where plenty giants where lost it wasn't for the wit emanating from my pen's tip of that I'm sure it definitely wasn't the will in my sword it was the grace from the most benevolent God. Now I see that what doesn't kill you makes you Samson strong. if you believe that it doesn't matter if you're flanked on either side by raging wars. victory is yours