I run the race
Posted by appolus on September 26, 2017
One hundred evil hands reach up
They try to pull me down
One thousand hands reach from the sky
And lift my weary soul on high
There is a heavenly host above
A glorious cloud that covers with love
That sees your struggles and your fight
As the darkness comes against the light
But I will rise and not stay down
I will get up and claim my crown
And whether I am rich or poor
In Christ alone I will endure
I may be naked but clothed in light
I may be distressed but still ready to fight
I may be cast down but not defeated
For I lift my eyes to where Christ is seated
For in this vessel dwells heavenly treasure
Tis Christ alone who is my measure
For light is my affliction and Christ my story
I run the race for eternal glory
A Call To The Remnant 
Loy Leslie said
this is beautiful.Thank you. I don’t have Fb anymore so I appreciate getting your posts by e-mail. Blessings, Loy Leslie >
appolus said
I am glad that it blessed you sister…………….bro Frank
unholypursuit said
I know a song similar to this. It’s beautiful. 🙂
On Tue, Sep 26, 2017 at 8:06 AM, A Call To The Remnant wrote:
> appolus posted: “One hundred evil hands reach up They try to pull me down > One thousand hands reach from the sky And lift my weary soul on high There > is a heavenly host above A glorious cloud that covers with love That sees > your struggles and your fight As the dar” >