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THE FINISH LINE We’re going through this life on earth as runners in a race; We have a goal to get to heaven to see our Saviour’s face. Our eyes are on that finish line, to hear His words, “Well done,” But someone else is in this race that with us daily runs. He, too, has his own finish line--not lofty, not of bliss, But rather it’s the lake of fire, and he’s aware of this. So he joins in our race of life in every way he can To get us off the proper track, to stray from God’s great plan. And as he ever nearer gets to his own finish line, His effort to destroy us all intensifies with time. He’s subtle with his many tricks--accusing, murder, lies; Just when we think we’ve conquered him he pulls a new surprise. Yes, Satan’s in this race with us, we must now be aware He’s fighting to destroy our lives and really doesn’t care. He is not out to help us reach that high and lofty goal, No, he is out to wreck and ruin our lives, our very soul. We may well wish with all our might that he’d get off our track Because he wants to wear us down to get us to turn back. But he is there, he’s not about to weaken and to quit, So we must stand up straight and tall, say, “Behind me, Satan, get!” We must keep heart, mind, and soul devoted to the Lord And overcome this enemy with the power of God’s sword. When we get to that finish line and cross it into home, We’ll see the one who ran before, who for us did atone. Yes, Jesus crossed that finish line in perfect victory When He was nailed there on the cross upon Mount Calvary. And as He looked into the sky when those dark hours were past, He now could shout, “It’s finished,” for the race was won at last. Now He looks down, as others do, who ran the race before And tells us not to give up till we cross to heaven’s shore. So let us run and look to Him, and soon in His own time We’ll meet Him in His blessed home there at the finish line.
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