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There have been many struggles in my life.
Like many, I've experienced times of strife.
The things I've done haven't always been bad.
The good from the bad comes from the knees of my Dad.
You see, his knees are calloused and worn.
They got that way, from talking to the Lord.
Oh, the countless hours he spent there praying for me.
Where would I be now, if not for my Dad's knees?
Whether my circumstance looks good or bad,
I know I can put in a call to my Dad.
I know that the first place he'll go
To talk to God about me, that's what his knees show.
So calloused and worn, I'm proud to see
Because I know how that look came to be.
He got there, so I could get to here,
Dad's knees teach me there's nothing to fear.
I hope that one day, I can look down and see
Giant callouses surrounding my knees.
Love without boundries, that's Dad's way I know.
I look at his knees...that's what they show.