Across the finishing line

Through constant practice

Talents are honed

Precious gifts grow into choice fruit

Passion carries them through

With fulfilment in their wings

Hope mounting up

Faith taking to flight

Love soaring


Higher and higher

Until that day

Hope whispers in my ear 

Telling me Your mercy and grace

Will take me across the finish line

Reminding me

You took me from the lowest depths

You will lift me up to the highest heights


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