“Therefore, since we have so great a cloud of witnesses surrounding us, let us also lay aside every encumbrance, and the sin which so easily entangles us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of faith, who for the joy set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. For consider Him who has endured such hostility by sinners against Himself, so that you may not grow weary and lose heart.”
-Heb. 12:1-3 (NAS)
Last song, guys.
When the Saints
Lord,
I have a heavy burden of all I’ve seen and know;
It’s more than I can handle.
But Your Word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones
And I can’t let it go.
And when I’m weary and overwrought
With so many battles left un-fought,
I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard;
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars -
And when the Saints go marching in -
I want to be one of them.
Lord it’s all that I can’t carry and cannot leave behind;
It all can overwhelm me.
But when I think of all who’ve gone before and lived a faithful life,
Their courage compels me.
And when I’m weary and overwrought
With so many battles left un-fought,
I think of Paul and Silas in the prison yard;
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars;
I see the shepherd Moses in the Pharaoh’s court;
I hear his call for freedom for the people of the Lord -
And when the Saints go marching in -
I want to be one of them.
And when the Saints go marching in -
I want to be one of them…
I see the Man of Sorrow and His long troubled road,
I see the world on His shoulders and my easy load -
And when the Saints go marching in -
I want to be one of them.
-Sara Groves, Tell Me What You Know
Blessings,
Julia
