Onward, Christian, though the region Where thou art be drear and lone; God has set a guardian legion Very near thee; press thou on. By the thorn-road, and none other, Is the mount of vision won: Tread it without shrinking, brother -- Jesus trod it; press thou on. Be this world the wiser, stronger, For thy life of pain and peace; While it needs thee, oh! no longer Pray thou for thy quick release. Pray thou, Christian, daily rather That thou be a faithful son; By the prayer of Jesus, "Father, Not my will, but Thine, be done." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WILLOW POEM by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS ALICE IN WONDERLAND: THE WALRUS AND THE CARPENTER by CHARLES LUTWIDGE DODGSON TO THE UNIMPLORED BELOVED by EDWARD SHANKS OF THE REED THAT THE JEWS SET IN OUR SAVIOUR'S HAND by WILLIAM ALABASTER A SCHOOL ECLOGUE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE DEAD DRUMMER; A LEGEND OF SALISBURY PLAIN by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |