The course of life is like a race
And every man is on the team
The valleys or its mountaintops
Are strewn with obstacles between.
Decisions come in various ways
And are the signs that mark the path
But only those who rightly choose
Can see the value of their task.
Some find the race too burdensome
While others seek escape from pain
But only those who follow strong
Will not have run their race in vain.
There is a road each man must take
And only two around each bend
There’s one that leads to Heaven’s Shore
The other to a Christless end.
B. Pent
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