Above thine own ambitions here Another voice is sounding clear; It is the call of God to thee: O leave thy all, and follow Me! Refrain: Go thro' with God, thy vows to pay, Thy life upon the altar lay; The Holy Ghost will do the rest, And bring to thee God's very best! The call of God, it is so clear, But friendships call, and home is dear; Ah, lonely was the path He trod, Then wilt thou not go on with God? So soon eternal morn shall dawn, How fast the night is hast'ning on; So soon His lovely face to see, How sad to empty-handed be! The price is high, severe the test For those who would enjoy God's best; Surrender all, then take the road With those who will go thro' with God.