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On toward the goal! Press on (Alternate Tune)

Lord, I take up my cross; I would follow Thee

For every sin however deep

I love, I love my Master

Revive Thy work, O Lord

Praise God for tidings glad

Caught by the foe, prisoned were we

Though Christ a thousand times

In Eden’s garden fair we see

Glory be to God