Paul was weary on his journey,
His body frail and weak.
The apostle knew the end was near,
As he dipped his pen in ink.
He wrote, "Timothy, my son,
You have fought the fight of faith.
Carry on what I've begun,
But most of all I pray":
His body frail and weak.
The apostle knew the end was near,
As he dipped his pen in ink.
He wrote, "Timothy, my son,
You have fought the fight of faith.
Carry on what I've begun,
But most of all I pray":
Preach the word, preach the cross,
Preach redemption to a lost and dying world.
Lift your voice, unashamed, of the Gospel of His name.
Until all have heard, preach the word.
Paul and Timothy are gone now,
But the letter still remains,
And the mission that was written down,
Calls out to us to day.
Lift the name of Jesus higher,
Until the whole world knows,
The story of amazing grace,
We are messengers of hope!
Preach the word, preach the cross,
Preach redemption to a lost and dying world.
Lift your voice, unashamed, of the Gospel of His name.
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Preach redemption to a lost and dying world.
Lift your voice, unashamed, of the Gospel of His name.
Until all have heard, preach the word (preach the word, preach the word).
Preach the word, preach the cross,
Preach redemption to a lost and dying world.
Lift your voice, unashamed, of the Gospel of His name.
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