ASPIRATION

I stand to-day on higher ground

Than ever reached before,

Yet from this summit I have found,

Outlined full many more,

Which seem to pierce the vaulted sky,

And prove my effort vain

But God will set my feet on high,

Thro’ grace I shall attain.

Yet higher still my ideal stands,

Its peak but dimly seen,

But hope impels, and love commands,

And faith discerns its sheen;

And when I reach its shining height

Heaven's gate will open wide;

I'll see the beatific sight,

And rest at Jesus’ side.