Press on! press on! ye sons of light,
Untiring in your ho­ly fight,
Still tread­ing each temp­ta­tion down,
And bat­tling for a bright­er crown.

Press on! press on! through toil and woe,
Calmly re­solved to tri­umph go,
And make each dark and threat­en­ing ill
Yield but a high­er glo­ry still.

Press on! press on! still look in faith
To Him who van­quished sin and death,
And, till you hear His high Well done,
True to the last, press on! press on!