Help Me To Win This Race

 It's hard Lord..

It's a hard road to walk.

The days are long..

The nights are cold..

There are days of laughter and there are days of tears.


Weary and weak, but still I rise..

Cloaked with longing, to reap my reward.

My feet are aching and my heart is sore..

Sometimes I barely make it, to knock on heaven's door.


I am overwhelmed, with what is ahead..

Just hold my hand and keep me from the dead.

As I lift up my voice, lend me your ear..

Keep my heart, from trembling with fear.


I need your strength..

For without it I am like an aimless feather, traveling through the sands of time.

Oh Lord.. My God..

I seek you daily.

Help me to win this race..





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