Go on toward salvation,
The devil is roaming around;
Never must we back down,
We must still stand our ground.
Failure to fulfill the solemn vow,
The Lord shall take no pleasure;
If you stop running to the finish line,
Flames of fire wait without a cure.
Walk with straight standard,
Though the road is crooked;
Talk things that shall lead listeners
To the right path from ways wicked.
Let us stay focused to move on,
Fix our eyes on the precious prize;
We are just a few steps behind,
The divine dream we shall realize.
While we patiently wait for the Lord
Who shall save us from perdition;
Abound in faith, love, and hope,
Let us go on toward salvation.
Forward ever! ! To the finish line. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Go on toward salvation, The devil is roaming around; Never must we back down, We must still stand our ground. It teaches how to be brave and strong in faith. You are great, sir Bernard.