1 Christ of the Upward Way,
My Guide divine,
Where Thou hast set Thy feet
My I place mine;
And move and march wherever Thou hast trod,
Keeping face forward up the hill of God.

2 Give me the heart to hear
Thy voice and will,
That without fault or fear
I may fulfill
Thy purpose with a glad and holy zest,
Like one who would not bring less than his best.

3 Give me the good stout arm
To shield the right,
And wield Thy sword of truth
With all my might,
That, in the warfare I must wage for Thee,
More than a victor I may ever be. ·

4 Christ of the Upward Way,
My Guide divine,
Where Thou hast set Thy feet
May I place mine;
And when Thy last call comes serene and clear,
Calm may my answer be, "Lord, I am here."

Amen.