The Race (Hebrews 12:1)
From tired and worn
I wake once more
Standing beside You
I see the path set before
Now I’m back at the beginning
And the race before I will run
With this strength that I receive
I will endure until we have won
Hebrews 12:1
THE RACE
They Say that
“Nice guys finish last”
Well if that’s the case
Then I’ll take that
Because at least I know this
If I finish last
I’ve complete the course
If I finish last
I’ve cut no corners
If I finish last
I’ve avoided the shortcuts
If I finish last
I’ve endured the pain
If I finish last
I’ve pushed to the end
And if I finish last
I’ve finished the race
Then when the dust settles
And the winner is crowned
I’ll be there to congratulate
On the race they have run
But deep inside
This I will know
“So the last will be first
And the first will be last”
Romans 15:4
There are things I pray for regularly, things I still hope can be put right, sometimes as each day passes I lose my hope for these things and become discouraged, but then I find a word or vision which reminds me to stay steadfast and wait upon the Lord, lifting my spirit and my hope.
GLORIOUS by MERCYME
The worlds shaking, with the love of God
Great and Glorious, let the whole earth sing
Let it sing
The worlds shaking, with the love of God
Great and Glorious, let the whole earth sing
And all You ever do, is change the old for new
And people, we believe that…
God is bigger than the air I breathe
And the world we’ll leave
God will save the day, and all will say
My Glorious, my Glorious
Clouds are breaking, heavens come to earth
Hearts awakening, let the church bells ring
And all You ever do, is change the old for new
And people, we believe that…
God is bigger than the air I breathe
And the world we’ll leave
God will save the day, and all will say:
My Glorious, my Glorious
My Glorious, my Glorious
My Glorious, my Glorious
My Glorious, my Glorious
My Glorious
God is bigger than the air I breathe
And the world we’ll leave
God will save the day, and all will say:
My Glorious
God is bigger than the air I breathe
And the world we’ll leave
God will save the day, and all will say:
My Glorious, my Glorious
My Glorious, my Glorious
My Glorious
The Bottom of a Bottle 