On to the goal! Press on!
Alone, yet unafraid;
He cut the path who beckons theee’
On then, and undismayed.
On to the goal! Press on!
The eyes that are a flame
Are watching thee, what then are men
What matter praise or blame?
On to the goal! Press on!
Look not behind thee. Now,
When just ahead lies His “well done,”
And crowns await thy brow.
On to the goal! Press on!
Blind, deaf, and sometimes dumb,
Along the uphill, blood marked road,
Hard after Christ, press on!
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May we press on!
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