When legs are heavy feet are worn Our spirits sink and writhe and turn We will fix our eyes on our eternal prize Once we were blackened dead in sin And now death has lost its sting For in Jesus victory over death is won Stand firm, be strong, courage, hold on for our God Time will come when days are done All will bow before the holy one Glory, honour, majesty I forever worship thee alone, my God Like the fool who built the boat When the rains were not in sight Faith is trusting God there's more than meets the eye We are fools but not ashamed We are tired not overcome We have treasures hidden deep in jars of clay