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I'M GONNA GO THROUGH
(Philippians 3:13)
Danniebelle Hall
I'm going through, I'm
going through
I don't care what the rest of the world decides to do
Made up my mind and I ain't gonna turn around,
Walkin' with my Jesus and I gotta go through
I'm going through, I'm
going through
I don't care what the rest of the world decides to do
Made up my mind and I ain't gonna turn around, no Walkin' with my
Jesus and I gotta go through
I started running this
Christian race
Counted up the cost to see if I could stand the pace
Turned my back on the world with heaven in my view
Made up my mind one day and I gotta go through
(Hey, hey, hey)
Don't run too swift; don't
run too fast
You can't make it on your own, you're not strong enough to last
You run too slow; you're gonna lag behind
Keep your hand in the Master's hand and make it to the finish line
I'm going through, I'm
going through
I don't care what the rest of the world decides to do
Made up my mind and I ain't gonna turn around, no
Walkin' with my Jesus and I gotta go through
Keep your eyes on the
prize; never mind what you left behind
(Keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left behind)
Oh, keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left behind
(Keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left behind)
Oh, keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left behind
(Keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left behind)
Oh, keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left behind
(Keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left behind)
(Oh, hey) Oh, keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left
behind
(Keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left behind)
(Oh, hey, yeah)
(Keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left behind)
(Keep your eyes; keep your eyes)
Keep your eyes on the prize; never mind what you left behind
(Yeah, hey)
lyrics typed
by Pamela Bates
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