The Great Race

This journey that we are traveling
Wasn’t promised to be smooth
We will walk, leap, run, and stand
Yet we will not be moved

How do we live this mission we are on
We should walk in newness of life
Born of the Spirit
Not perfected by strife

We shall run like mighty men
An army for the Lord
Having put on Christ
And carrying a sword

Leaping for joy at the deliverance
Of the oppressed
Standing on the Rock of hope
In white raiment we will be dressed

Yes we are in the great race
We can see the finish line
The prize is the Lord
But all will be accomplished in only His time…



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