Paul was weary on his journey
His body frail and weak
The Apostle knew the end was near
As he dipped his pen in ink
He wrote, Timothy, my son,
I have fought the fight of faith
Carry on what I've begun
But most of all I pray
Preach the Word
Preach the cross
Preach redemption to a lost and dying world
Lift your voice unashamed
Of the gospel of His name
Until all have heard
Preach the Word
Paul and Timothy are gone
But the letter still remains
And the mission that was written down
Calls out to us today
Lift the name of Jesus higher
Until the whole world knows
The story of amazing grace
We are messengers of hope
Preach the Word
Preach the cross
Preach redemption to a lost and dying world
Lift your voice unashamed
Of the gospel of His name
Preach the Word
Preach the cross
Preach redemption to a lost and dying world
Lift your voice unashamed
Of the gospel of His name
Until all have heard
Preach the Word
Preach the Word
Preach the cross
Preach redemption to a lost and dying world
Lift your voice unashamed
Of the gospel of His name
Until all have heard
Preach the Word
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