Onward rejoicing I tread life’s way;
Higher I’m climbing each passing day;
Hilltops of glory now rise in view,
Where all shall be made new.
Way down in Egypt ‘mid burning sand,
Moses had started for Canaan’s land;
Never turn backward, always ascend
On to the journey’s end.
Footsteps of Jesus before us lead;
We tread life’s journey, His warnings heed;
Evil allurements cannot prevail;
I’m on the upward trail.
Hilltops of glory I now can see;
O brother, won’t you come go with me?
Safe on the mountain I soon shall stand—
Hilltops of glory land.
– Roy Harris (1944)