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          With elbows pumping to and fro
             You’re going nowhere very fast
             On the treadmill of the world
             But you’re bound to come in last
             For  the finish line is endless
             You will never reach that rope
              If you run on earthly octane
             The prize of life will be a hope.

             Step down off that moving rat race
             Learn to rest in One who knows
             How to pace life’s tribulations
             One who helps deflect the blows
             You can head towards the target
             With a friend who’s run the course
             Look to Jesus, The pacemaker   
             Tap into His winning force.