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Onward, Christian, though the region
Where thou art be drear and lone;
God has set a guardian legion
Very near thee; press thou on.
By the thorn road, and none other,
Is the mount of vision won;
Tread it without shrinking, brother,
Jesus trod it; press thou on.
By thy trustful, calm endeavor,
Guiding, cheering, like the sun.
Earth-bound hearts thou shalt deliver,
O, for their sake, press thou on !
Be this world the wiser, stronger,
For thy life of pain and peace;
While it needs thee, oh, no longer
Pray thou for thy quick release.
Pray thou, Christian, daily rather
That thou be a faithful son,
By the prayer of Jesus, “Father
Not my will, but Thine, be done.”
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By the thorn-wood, and none other,
Is the mount of vision won;
Tread it without shrinking, brother,
Jesus trod it; press thou on.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7
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Dates:
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1846
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Bible Refs:
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Ps 91:11;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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WILMOT
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1844
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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