We are marching onward
upward
We are traveling toward the prize;
And if Jesus is our watchword
We will reach the upper skies.
We are coming
blessèd Savior
To the consecrated cross;
And we’ll ever live for Jesus
Counting all things else as loss.
We will wash our robes
and make them
Pure and spotless as the throne
So that when we reach that haven
We shall know as we are known.
We will drink the living water;
We will lie in pastures green;
We will live
to live hereafter
When we reach the great unseen.
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