Slowing down to win

Slowing down to win

by Joel Howard

Accelerating is thrilling

Escaping all that we thought to be dull, for sure

But so is a quiet breath with the Father

I'm slowing down to win, my Lord

I'm slowing down to win

Fame is elating

Crawling up out of all we each despise, I say

Yet just one glimpse from my time in my Father's house

Is the catch I adore, for sure

I'm slowing down to win, my Daddy

I'm slowing down to win

Friendship with masses

Seems fantastic, 'xept there's no intimacy there, alas!

The heat and the frenzy serve to upend 

What I have right here with you God, my Lord

I'm slowing down to have you, O Father

I'm slowing down to win, yes I am!

I'm slowing down to win

Fancy are harlots

And masters galore who promise to meet my needs

But I know the fast-lane is really death's lair

I'm slowing down for sure, my Lord!

I'm slowing down for sure

Take from my soul its idols

Fair are the meadows

And fairer the woodlands: all you have made allures!

Get Thou, though the glory

Jesus, implore me 

Capture my heart for sure, my Lord!

Capture my heart for sure!

I'll risk it all for home with Thee

Fence me in, Jesus

Take me, I plead thus! Enraptured in all You've said

I'd rather have one day with you God

Than dwell in Sin's tents every day instead

I'm staying put, I said!
I'm staying put, or dead!

I'm slowing down to win!

Shout on the rooftops:

There is a place where all of your fears can rest

There in the grave 

And the cross where He became

Sin for us all, and bled

Come to the cross, be fed, O sinner

Come to the cross, be fed

I'm slowing down instead

I'm slowing down, my friend