My Race
One foot in front of the other i will win this race
going at mine, no not yours or even a fast pace
My opponent isn't any person or anything you can see
the one and only opponent, this life,finishing my story
But I don'thave to do all this running alone
I have a secret weapon to get me to my home
He will cheer us on all his promises kept
Jesus will carry us when we can't take another step
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