Above thine own

ambitions here

Above thine own ambitions here

Another voice is sounding clear;

It is the call of God to thee:

O leave thy all, and follow Me!
 Refrain: Go thro' with God, thy vows to pay,

Thy life upon the altar lay;

The Holy Ghost will do the rest,

And bring to thee God's very best!


The call of God, it is so clear,

But friendships call, and home is dear;

Ah, lonely was the path He trod,

Then wilt thou not go on with God?

So soon eternal morn shall dawn,

How fast the night is hast'ning on;

So soon His lovely face to see,

How sad to empty-handed be!

The price is high, severe the test

For those who would enjoy God's best;

Surrender all, then take the road

With those who will go thro' with God.