Let us run the race with patience, lay aside each sin and care
Let us fight to win the battle, not as one that beats the air
Looking now to Christ our Savior, who endured the cruel cross
May we kneel that day before Him, having counted all but loss

A crown to cast at His feet, when the race on earth is then complete
All the praise to Him is due, through the blood I was made new
And His power gave the strength to make it through
A crown to cast at His feet, in that glorious day when we meet
Yes, the victory was won, through the blood of Christ the Son
And the crowns lay at His feet, when all is done

I see through a glass now darkly
but that day as face to face, I shall see Him in His glory
full of truth and full of grace
O to kneel, not empty-handed, but a shining crown to give
to the One who died to save me, filled me with His power to live

A crown to cast at His feet, when the race on earth is then complete
All the praise to Him is due, through the blood I was made new
And His power gave the strength to make it through
A crown to cast at His feet, in that glorious day when we meet
Yes, the victory was won, through the blood of Christ the Son
And the crowns lay at His feet, when all is done