The race is not over yet
So many miles remain, so many turns of the road
The day is not done, the sun has not set
The wait is almost over now
But the race is not yet
Go the distance for the Prize that now awaits you
Well done, good and faithful one
Don’t let your eyes be swayed by those who try to bait you
Well done, my friend, well done
Let your heart be on the mark, let your face be in the wind
Though the day be turned to dark let the Spirit burn within
Though you fall, though you fall
Don’t give up; don’t give up
The race is not over yet
So many miles remain, so many turns of the road
The day is not done, the sun has not set
The wait is almost over now
But the race is not yet
I can hear the sound of voices as they’re cheering at the lines
“Hold on, stay strong; not much longer must you run!”
Let your heart of flesh give in and rest into the heart of God
The end, my friend, lies just within a few more yards
Let your heart be on the mark, let your face be in the wind
Though the day be turned to dark let the Spirit burn within
Though you fall, though you fall
Don’t give up; don’t give up
The race is not over yet
So many miles remain, so many turns of the road
The day is not done, the sun has not set
The wait is almost over now
The wait is almost over now
The wait is almost over now
But the race is not over yet
for my friend Cullette, wherever she may be.
© 2009 Mila Polevia - All Rights Reserved
Monday, February 22, 2010
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