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THE RACE OF LIFE

You call us, Lord, to walk upon Your pathway,

To run the race of faith, which once You ran,

For You became a man with fears and failings,

Though You were there before the world began.

You do not promise that the road is easy,

That problems will not come, but drift away.

You say, in life, that we will all have trials,

But You will walk beside us day by day.

The Christian does not face a walk of safety,

With obstacles swept neatly from their path,

He knows there will be stones, and slips, and hurdles,

Till he shall see his Saviour at the last.

The race of life takes faith and much endurance,

Our eyes they must be fixed upon the Lord,

Our mouths must speak, not misery and problems,

But shout abroad the beauties of the Word.

For praise will bring the Presence of our Father,

He loves to hear His children sing His praise,

And as we praise and lift His Name to heaven,

Our spirits, to the heights with Him, He’ll raise.

We’ll reach our hands to lift another with us,

The Saviour’s prize is not for one alone,

And many more will reach the final ribbon,

When His love to the world is shown.

Our medal does not come in gold or silver,

But in our Father’s blessing, "Child, -- well done.",

‘Tis then we’ll see Him in His glory,

And know it is His race that we have run.

© 26/10/00