Looking upward every day
Looking upward every day,
sunshine on our faces;
pressing onward every day
toward the heavenly places.
Walking every day more close
to our Elder Brother;
growing every day more true
unto one another.
Leaving every day behind
something which might hinder;
running swifter every day,
growing purer, kinder.
Lord, so pray we every day,
hear us in thy pity,
that we enter in at last
to the Holy City.
Words: Mary Butler, 1881
Music: Wimbledon
Meter: 76 76
Website compiled by
Steve Benner
, 1999-2003.
