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The Race | ||
| Each day I try to run the race As swiftly as I can. I know not if I'll reach the place That God has made for man. I keep upon the narrow path Although it may be hard. I see to share my love, not wrath, With all I may regard. I know the path may never end Because life never does. I'll do my best to help a friend And dwell not on what was. | ||
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