The Race

Well, the race is on,
I'm following Christ
With all my mind,
With all my might.
So, I face the future,
On to the Goal.
Where faith may go,
Only God knows.

Chorus:
And the race is not who's clever or fast.
But the race is for who ever will last.
And Christ is all that I pursue.
So, I run to win, and not to lose.
[3rd chorus: And with Christ alone I'll never lose.]

As the race gets tense
I leave all behind,
Losing my pride
To win the prize.
And my feet will press on,
Setting the pace,
Giving the chase
To see His face.

(chorus)

Soon, the race will end.
I've fought the good fight.
Time after time,
I have survived.
As I near the finish,
How is God pleased?
Is my life free?
Some witness me.

(chorus)