Look not behind thee
Escape for your life
The angels grabbed a hold of them
Lot, his daughters and his wife

They couldn't climb the mountains
That were up ahead
They begged for refuge in a city
The angels allowed them

But when the fire and brimstone fell
And the cities were brought to naught
Lot's wife had to turn around
Then she turned into a pillar of salt. (Genesis 19)

We must reach forward to apprehend
When we find ourselves in the dark
Not looking or turning back
Pressing towards the high mark
( Phillipians 3:13)

If the mountains seem to tall
Or the race seems hard to run
We must equip ourselves with patience
And keep our focus on the Son