1 Christ of the upward way, my Guide divine,
Where Thou hast set Thy feet, may 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
Your purpose with a glad and holy zest,
Like one who would not bring less than the best.
3 Christ of the upward way, my Guide divine,
Where Thou hast set Thy feet, may I place mine;
And when Your last call comes, serene and clear,
Calm may my answer be, “Lord, I am here.”