Scripture Verse

I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus. Philippians 3:14


Words: Mrs. E. C. Ells­worth, in Pre­cious Jew­els, ed­it­ed by J. H. Les­lie & R. B. Ma­haf­fey (New York: C. M. Ca­dy, 1878), page 78.

Music: Altoona M. P. Suter (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Ells­worth or Su­ter’s full name, or where to get their pho­tos,


T’ward the mark my feet are pressing,
On the list my name shall be;
To the race myself addressing,
’Till the bright reward I see.


O the race, the race I’m winning!
Onward! onward let me fly!
O the race! ’tis now beginning,
Onward! onward till I die.

T’ward the mark my feet are pressing,
Sin in vain her snares shall spread;
Tho’ I stumble, still progressing,
Safely by the Spi­rit led.


T’ward the mark I’m daily pressing,
Death shall clasp my feet in vain;
’Tis the goal where waits the blessing,
Dying, shall with Christ, be gain.