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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