To run and work the law commands, but gives us neither feet nor hands. But better news the gospel brings, it bids us fly and gives us wings.

Run when I can, walk when I cannot run, and creep when I cannot walk.

He who runs from God in the morning will scarcely find Him the rest of the day.

Breathes there a man, whose judgment clear Can others teach their course to steer, Yet run himself life's mad career Wild as the wave?