One night I had a wonderous dream,
But then some stranger prints appeared,
"My child," He said in somber tones,
"You disobeyed, you would not grow,
"Because in life, there comes a time,
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One set of footprints there was seen,
The footprints of my precious Lord,
But mine were not along the shore.
And I asked the Lord, "What have we here?"
Those prints are large and round and neat,
"But Lord, they are too big for feet."
"For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and made me wait."
The walk of faith, you would not know,
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your butt."
When one must fight, and one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand,
Or leave their butt prints in the sand."
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