My goal is God Himself, not joy, nor peace, Nor even blessing, but Himself, my God: 'Tis His to lead me there, not mine, but His "At any cost, dear Lord, by any road!"

So faith bounds forward to its goal in God, And love can trust her Lord to lead her there; Upheld by Him; my soul is following hard, Till God hath full fulfilled my deepest prayer.

No matter if the way be some times dark, No matter though the cost be oft-times great, He knoweth how I best shall reach the mark, The way that leads to Him must needs be strait.

No thing I know, I cannot say Him nay; One thing I do, I press toward my Lord: My God, my glory here, from day to day, And in the glory there my Great Reward.