“Still I press because yet I feel a pain and a plight
Still I press toward a grace I delight
because His yoke is easy and his burden is light
So I delight
In my pain and pleasure the passion
I still press in an orderly fashion
Dashing for the cash in this paper chase
I’m still pressing
praying that my sins erase
I’m still guessing
Knowing when I go in my place
I’m still expecting
When I see my Father’s face He’ll give me the blessing
And say well done faithful servant
your prayers were mad fervent
you still pressed you deserve it so here”

• from Unseen