Press On, Press On, Ye Sons of Light

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!