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Lord I’m coming, Lord I’m running
Skipping steps all the way to your gate.
I know I have faltered, thanks to faith I’ve altered
Escaping my bondage of hate.
For too long I was selfish, reckless and cruel
Refusing to regret my actions as a fool.
An arrow from heaven found its way to my soul
Since then till now giving love as my goal.
Blessed by my children and the treasures of life
Blessed by income, hard work and a wife.
Led by your wisdom to combat what is wrong
Blessed by your grace, worship and song.
Age is upon me but I’m not afraid to die
All that I stand for will be viewed by and by.
I don’t expect a mansion or wings to help me fly
Only to serve you and yours in the sky.
With one foot in heaven and one down on earth
I pray to be remembered and judged by my worth.
If I’m forced to camp, just outside your gate
I will still be grateful and not, “hesitate.”
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