Bigger We Are

In my early childhood like all girls and boys I would cry over my broken toys

The toy I remember was rusted in the rain the words of my mother eased all the pain

The more we may stumble the less we shall fall

There's one who was burdened much greater than all

The long Gallileean who's hands hold the scars

The more we remember the bigger we are

My childhood is over my toy put away the treehouse is empty where I used to play

Like toys that are broken the heartaches I've known

The more I have suffered the bigger I've grown

The more we may stumble...

(The more we remember the bigger we are)