Go forward; these waters are ever the place,
Where Jesus is found with his presence to grace;
While angels make each of its subjects their care,
And the Spirit of God sheds its blessedness there.
Oh, blest institution! the Lord owns it still,
And moves on his people his word to fulfill;
In newness of life will he help to arise,
While they humbly press on toward the mark for the prize.
How heavenly the sight of an ordinance like this;
The pledge, it would seem, of perpetual bliss: