| Another rainy Monday
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| Looks like I’m gonna be late again;
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| Why does the race I’m runnin' never seem to have an end
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| A day away from Sunday
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| Feels like I’m already losing ground —
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| Funny sometimes how quickly my emotions get turned around;
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| They’re letting me down
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| I gotta keep my eyes on Jesus
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| Through the weak days;
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| In a world where we really don’t belong
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| I’ve discovered if I keep my eyes on Jesus
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| Through the weak days
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| Then even on the weak days He’ll make me strong
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| The spirit is so willing
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| When the fellowship is so sweet;
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| How soon all the good intentions
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| Find the flesh is weak
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| But there’s a power waiting
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| With no limits to times or space;
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| All of our doubts and fears disappear without a trace
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| When we look on His face
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| I gotta keep my eyes on Jesus
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| Through the weak days;
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| In a world where we really don’t belong
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| I’ve discovered if I keep my eyes on Jesus
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| Through the weak days
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| Then even on the weak days He’ll make me strong
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| And when we keep our eyes on Jesus
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| We’ll gladly follow where He leads us
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| I gotta keep my eyes on Jesus
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| Through the weak days;
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| In a world where we really don’t belong
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| I’ve discovered if I keep my eyes on Jesus
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| Through the weak days
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| Then even on the weak days He’ll make me strong |