By Lisa Huddleston


In the nick of time

Before the cut was made

God held his hand

He stilled that blade


But others had to see it through

They faced the fire

Were sawed in two


And now it is my race to run

With my eyes fixed on Jesus

Can I still see the sun


Will I run with courage

Throw off all the rest

Stay true till the finish

List my name with the best


Will I too feel the fire

The cold steel of blade

Or will there be rescue

–A ram in the shade


My Jesus, my Savior

It’s all about You

O Author, Perfector

Make my witness true

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