We travel each day
And work each second
With eye upon the prize
With sweat on brow
We wonder how
That final place we will reach
For reach it we must
Never minding the dust
That life flings into our eyes
With all that we do
And all that we try
Is to reach that final shore.
As life goes on
No shame or haste
For what are we to question
With arms open wide
We take our stand
And join our Maker's band
As we each day
Take hold of life
And do the best we can
May we keep our eye
Upon that prize
Our final destination.
