Hark! on the highway of life a sound,
As crested waves of ocean roar,
Lashed by the storm in its fury spent
As they beat upon, the shore.
Hear the tramp, tramp, tramp of
As they march along the way of
They are weary of the toil and
Of the bitterness of strife,
But they hope and trust,
On the path the saints before
And as they march along their
Faith grows strong
In the church of the living God.
Onward they march with a faith
By any change of time or creed,
There’s to believe that the word of God.
Can supply the world’s great need.
Step in the ranks, you are needthere,
Cling to the church and God willibless,
He is the hope of the whole wide
For the cause of righteousness.