Onward, Upward, Homeward ! Joyfully I Flee
From This World Of Sorrow, With My Lord To Be
Onward To The Glory ; Upward To The Prize ;
Homeward To The Mansions Far Above The Skies.

Onward To The Glory ! Upward To The Prize!
Homeward To The Mansions Far Above The Skies I

Onward, Upward, Homeward ! Here I Find No Rest
Treading O’er The Desert Which My Saviour Pressed.
Onward, Upward, Homeward ! I Shall Soon Be There
Soon Its Joys And Pleasures I, Through Grace, Shall Share.

Onward, Upward, Homeward ! Come Along With Me
Ye Who Love The Saviour, Bear Me Company.
Onward, Upward, Homeward ! Press With Vigour On
Yet A Little Moment, And The Race Is Won.