Savior, Brother, Friend

Higher

high­er would I soar

Rise where sin dis­turbs no more;

Nearer

near­er

Lord

to Thee

Cleansed from all im­pur­ity.

Oh

my Sav­ior

bro­ther

friend

Let the cleans­ing show­ers de­scend

Let me all Thy full­ness know

Let the heal­ing wa­ters flow.

Upward

on­ward

be my flight

Till the world is lost to sight;

Heav’nward all my thoughts as­cend

Till my pil­grim­age shall end.

Onward

on­ward

be my cry

From earth’s cares I fain would fly;

Pressing t’ward the heav’n­ly goal

To the hav­en of my soul.

Forward

for­ward

I will go

Gladly leav­ing all be­low

In the nar­row

trust­ful way

Till I gain the realms of day.