Where's Your Prize

There's a race that's begun with each newborn baby's breath
And it runs through the days of their lives
First to crawl and first to walk, first to speak and then to talk
He learns early to work hard for each prize
New goals come every day as his school years wind away
And in games and sport it just intensifies
"You can't come in second best; you can't be like all the rest
Make your Mom and Daddy proud and win the prize"
But he never will win the high calling
While things of man fill the vision of his eyes

Seek ye first His kingdom and the rest can all be yours
What's your dream, what's your goal and where's your prize?

Schoolboy dreams and foolish games are far behind him now
And the trophy takes on a new dis- guise
On a treadmill named career comes a new and growing fear
Will he have time and strength enough to win the prize?
But the prize is just fool's gold grasping hands can never hold
And so late in life he comes to realize
That the tears he spent were vain in the years he spent to gain
A cold, a tarnished, crumbling prize
When he could have won the high calling
But things of earth filled the vision of his eyes

Seek ye first His kingdom and the rest can all be yours
What's your dream, what's your goal and where's your prize?

There's a prize that all men seek but only wise men find
It's the gift of life and liberty
It's the promise made of old of which our savior told
When He said that His words would set men free
Today you win or lose 'cause it's up to you to choose
Will you follow after life eternally?
For the prize is on your hand when you finally understand
That the things of God are given to you free
And then you can win the high calling
For things of God fill the vision of your eyes

Seek ye first His kingdom and the rest can all be yours
What's your dream, what's your goal and where's your prize?

What's your dream, what's your goal, where's your prize?