I FORGET PAST GLORY
Since when I was called Into the kingdom, then the ministry The sacred ministry that is five-fold And I was transformed to an apostle Graced to be brave, bold I've walked some not few miles Persistently, consistently staying the course I've gathered for myself some laurels Overcame a lot after understanding Satan's wiles He's now beneath my feet like floor tiles Yet I still do not lose the focus Of that great ultimate prize The diadem's far ahead, heaven is the crowning's locus So I'm fixated on
