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Pressing Along
I'm walking today the beautiful way, My trophies to Him I bring; I'm pressing along, my heart sings a song, To Jesus my wonderful King.
I'm pressing along my heart sings a song, The storm clouds have rolled away; While to Him I cling, He helps me to sing, My wonderful Savior and King.
I'm going away some beautiful day, With loved ones and friends I'll sing; I'll make there my home some beautiful morn, With Jesus my wonderful King.
I'm pressing along my heart sings a song, The storm clouds have rolled away; While to Him I cling, He helps me to sing, My wonderful Savior and King.
No tears will be there, no burdens to bear, No crying but all shall sing; There I shall be blest, forever at rest, With Jesus my wonderful King.
I'm pressing along my heart sings a song, The storm clouds have rolled away; While to Him I cling, He helps me to sing, My wonderful Savior and King.