The Long Road

It's been two long years since I started on this road

longing for that place I call my home

and in the battlefield, in the sun, and in the sand

I will never forget my home land

It's a long road, and you're waiting at the gates for me

Standing on this battle ground, I see my Father before

carrying the cross I should have bore

so for him I will run the race marked out before me

because His stripes have set me free