The Story of the Ages

I would like to tell a story.
A story of truth and glory.
But first I must elaborate.
There is also great hate.
Of course, I digress.
There is much stress.
But, of that, enough!
For this tale is full of fluff.
The race we run is life.
We must run around strife.
Sometimes things go badly.
That is the full truth, sadly.
But that truth, only part of it.
So please, listen to this and sit.
For this poem will teach you much.
For, your heart, the Lord will touch.
Be mindful, and keep a good pace.
For, if you do, you will win the race!
That is the glory I have, so long ago, told.
Then, when death catches up, streets of gold!
That is the story God still so easily recites.
Rejoice! For God's glory! Satan, He smites!