Built for Glory, Made to Last
Found an old man lying on the street
Thought I'd do my good deed
I wrapped my coat around him and brought him food to eat
With labored breath he struggled
But his eyes held heaven's light
He whispered, "Young man, don't feel bad for me
It'll all work out all right"
'Cos I was built for glory
I was made to last
God formed these feet to walk golden streets when this hard life is passed
Say, "He's doing well on the other side" if anybody asks
Say I was built for glory
I was made to last
He said, "I've been a Texas Ranger
And I've been a railroad man
Lost two sons to consumption
I lost my money in a get-rich scam
Buried my wife 15 years ago
That's when I took to the road
I'm too crippled now to walk again
But I'll walk the streets of gold"
I asked, "What's your name?"
He shook his head
Said, "It don't really matter
I'm just another poor soul out on the street whose reward's in the great hereafter
And Jesus been a friend of mine when all others pass me by
But He led you here so I could say these words before I die"
The old man held me by the hand and sighed his final breath
Now his spirit is in heaven while his body is at rest
Today I'm making it my mission to help others understand
We're all fish out of water
Strangers in a foreign land
We were built for glory
We were made to last
God formed our feet to walk golden streets when this hard life is passed
It's time to make your peace with God 'cos this life's over fast
We were built for glory
We were made to last
Thought I'd do my good deed
I wrapped my coat around him and brought him food to eat
With labored breath he struggled
But his eyes held heaven's light
He whispered, "Young man, don't feel bad for me
It'll all work out all right"
'Cos I was built for glory
I was made to last
God formed these feet to walk golden streets when this hard life is passed
Say, "He's doing well on the other side" if anybody asks
Say I was built for glory
I was made to last
He said, "I've been a Texas Ranger
And I've been a railroad man
Lost two sons to consumption
I lost my money in a get-rich scam
Buried my wife 15 years ago
That's when I took to the road
I'm too crippled now to walk again
But I'll walk the streets of gold"
I asked, "What's your name?"
He shook his head
Said, "It don't really matter
I'm just another poor soul out on the street whose reward's in the great hereafter
And Jesus been a friend of mine when all others pass me by
But He led you here so I could say these words before I die"
The old man held me by the hand and sighed his final breath
Now his spirit is in heaven while his body is at rest
Today I'm making it my mission to help others understand
We're all fish out of water
Strangers in a foreign land
We were built for glory
We were made to last
God formed our feet to walk golden streets when this hard life is passed
It's time to make your peace with God 'cos this life's over fast
We were built for glory
We were made to last
Credits
Writer(s): Terry Scott Taylor
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