People listen, hear my speech.
Don't be destracted by the stuff within reach.
The end is what we drive for, the end of the race.
Don't listen to the ones that will slow our pace.
The thing we look for isn't the clothes,
it isn't the concerts people see in droves.
It's the love of the Master that drives us on.
He will help us be strong till the race is done.
This world is NOT my home! I'm just passing through.
I wish that all the world could go with me too.
But they can if only we tell them you see,
I can't do it alone, at least God is with me.
People will talk about how we dress funny,
but when THEY die they won't be taking they're money.
But I will take with me the thing that I need.
And I'll be going fast, as on a valiant steed.
Don't be a stumbling block, don't slow us down.
We won't stop or slow, we're looking for a crown.
Effortlessly God will help us out,
of all of the hopelessness, the doubt.
People tell others this thing.
About the one who died even though he was King.