I PRESS ON
1. On toward the
goal! Press on!
Alone, yet
unafraid;
He cut the path,
who beckons thee,
On then, and
undismayed.
2. On toward the
goal! Press on!
The eyes that are a
flame
Are watching thee,
what then are men?
What matter praise,
or blame?
3. On toward the
goal! Press on!
Look not behind
thee now,
When just ahead
lies His "Well done,"
And crowns await
thy brow.
4. On toward the
goal! Press on!
Blind, deaf and
sometimes dumb
Along the
blood-marked, uphill way,
Hard after Christ,
press on!
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