1 There’s a heav’nly race
That our feet must run,—
Till the goal is won;
Tho’ the hosts of sin
Rise on ev’ry hand,
We will forward go
To the promised land.
Refrain:
There’s a crown of victory,
Crown of victory,
Waiting for us thro’ his boundless grace;
There’s a crown of victory,
Crown of victory,
When we shall see him face to face.
2 There’s a heav’nly race!
We must cast away
Ev’ry hind’ring weight,
Lest our feet should stray;
Jesus call us on,—
Hear his sweet voice sound,—
“Christian, follow me
To the higher ground.” [Refrain]
3 There’s a heav’nly race!
We must win the prize
Ere the sunlight fades
In the glowing skies;
Let us watch and pray,
Tho’ the road be long;
God will tune our lips
To the victor’s song. [Refrain]
Source: Sunday School Voices: a collection of sacred songs #62