When legs are heavy feet are worn
Our spirits sink and writhe and turn
We will fix our eyes on our eternal prize

Once we were blackened dead in sin
And now death has lost its sting
For in Jesus victory over death is won

Stand firm, be strong, courage, hold on for our God

Time will come when days are done
All will bow before the holy one
Glory, honour, majesty
I forever worship thee alone, my God

Like the fool who built the boat
When the rains were not in sight
Faith is trusting God there's more than meets the eye

We are fools but not ashamed
We are tired not overcome
We have treasures hidden deep in jars of clay