High prize

I was born, for a time, such as this

For its time, to run my race

To complete, Heavens call, for my life

Be conformed, to the image of Christ

May all I am, be for, the glory of the Lord

May my life, display all He is

CHORUS:

I run for the high prize

I press to the mark for the call

Forgetting what’s behind

See with Heaven’s eyes

I run for the high prize

I reach for the Glorious goal

If by any means I might

Fulfil the upward call

And finish for the prize

I will stand, in the armour of God

Every thought, lined up in Him

I am one, with the Lord, so His Strength

Is my power and victory
May all I am, be for, the glory of the Lord

May my life, display all He is

BRIDGE:

Reaching up

Pressing in

Relying on His power in me

Laying hold

Of all I can

For the destiny

To which I’m called

Copyright Nicky Whyman 2018