... edification exchanged for entertainment carries a sobering price-tag!
I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.
Oh, what a prize on which to fix our eyes
While lesser gods appeal with pleasure’s trance
And wolves dressed in sheep’s clothing cover lies
With what seems satisfying at first glance
Oh, what a prize for us to press toward
Where Heaven waits beyond this finish line
The High Calling of Jesus Christ our Lord
Will make each earthy sacrifice divine
Oh, what a Prize when all is said and done
If we have fought the fight, finished the race
And kept the faith, then triumph has begun
Henceforth, a crown of righteousness awaits
Oh, what a prize prayer warriors march toward
To hear ‘well done’ from Jesus Christ, the Lord