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Glorious Race

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Run the race.
Each has a part
As you give Jesus your heart.

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Run each day,
A prize to win.
Jesus took our sin.

A crown is won
As we lay it at His feet.
Glorious Master, Oh, how sweet!

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A narrow road.
Uphill climb.
Heaven is mine.

So run the glorious race.
Jesus we meet
Sitting at our Saviour's feet.

© 2018 Deborah Lynn Kovacic

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