I run.
I run barbarically.
I run.
I run headfirst.
I run.
For a battle waits.
I run.
For my soul shouts.
I run.
For my King’s heart I hold.
I run.
For my King’s heart I war.
I run.
For I am called.
I run.
Not in my strength.
But in His.
I run.
As I am lifted above the puddle.
I run.
As my heart screams, “I LOVE YOU, JESUS!”
I run.
As my soul dances.
Dances before my King.
I run.
I run rejoicing.
I run.
I run declaring.
Declaring His name.
I run.
For the battle is won.
I run.
For the enemy is defeated.
I run.
For He is King.
I RUN.
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