Seems like the world is closing in,
Not sure what or who is wrong this time,
Not sure of who should win,
Or if there’s a winning side at all.
I will be running, running to You.
But, this I am confident is true,
When Jesus splits the eastern sky,
This daughter will be running to You,
I will run to You, I will run to You.
I will be the one running to You.
After years of wondering what I should do,
Every second it takes me to get there,
Is one less to spend with You,
I will be the one running with a smile on my face.
I will be the one running, running to You.
There will be skid marks where I slide,
When I reach the point before Your throne,
Throwing my arms up, my heart open wide,
Holy tears will flow down my cheeks,
I will have been running, running to You.
To worship, adore You and praise You too.
Yes, I will be the one running fast as I can,
How long I have hungered for this time You are due,
I will be running to You despite one leg being gone.
Yes, I will be running, running to You.