For Him

I run this race not for gold,
And for proclaiming my Savior, bold.
He gives me strength to run the race,
And all I want to do is seek His face.

Anything I have when the race is finished,
In Your presence is diminished.
Cast the crowns and all rewards,
Do not store things this world affords.

God, You deserve all the praise,
And I commit myself to You all my days.
You are my Guide and King,
You are my all, my everything.

Finish well, for the sake of the cross,
And before Him, my rewards I will toss.
Stand strong, stand tall,
For my God is over all.