Paul and Silas bound in jail
Had no money to go to bail
Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on
Hold on, hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize and hold on

Paul and Silas began to shout
Doors popped open, and they walked out
Keep your eyes on the prize and hold on
Hold on, hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize and hold on

Only chains that we can stand
Are the chains of hand in hand
Keep your eyes on the prize and hold on

Got my hand on freedom's plow
Won't take nothing for it now
Keep your eyes on the prize and hold on
Hold on, hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize, hold on

And look what we've become
And the crosses, we hang on
Keep your eyes on the prize and hold on
Hold on, yeah, hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize and hold on

Hold on, yeah, hold on
Keep your eyes on the prize and hold on

Copyright: Public Domain
Writer(s): Traditional