Walking, sprinting, neither weary or faint
Wind and temptation, my only restraint
Moving and breathing, keeping the pace
Fighting the good fight, running the race
Running the race
Foot on the pavement, it’s coming undone
No time for stopping, follow the Son
At times restarted, I’ll go ‘til I’ve won
I’ll rest when I’m dead, But now I’ve got to run
Hurried in circles, finding my way
The narrow path, wandered astray
These steps are ordered, and don’t need retraced
Eye on the prize now, running the race
Running the race
Foot on the pavement, it’s coming undone
No time for stopping, follow the Son
At times restarted, I’ll go ‘til I’ve won
I’ll rest when I’m dead, But now I’ve got to run
You fall, you crawl
But now you’ve got to run
You stand, and stare
But now you’ve got to run
You fall (you fall), you crawl (you crawl)
But now you’ve got to run
You stand (you stand), and stare
Got to run
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