We are march­ing on­ward, up­ward,
We are tra­vel­ing to­ward the prize;
And if Je­sus is our watch­word,
We will reach the up­per skies.

Refrain

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.

Refrain

We will drink the liv­ing water;
We will lie in pas­tures green;
We will live, to live here­af­ter,
When we reach the great un­seen.

Refrain