Faint, yet pur­su­ing, we press our way,
Up to the glo­ri­ous gates of day;
Following Him who has gone before,
Over the path to the bright­er shore.

Refrain

Faint, yet pur­su­ing, from day to day,
Over the sure and the blood-marked way;
Strengthen and keep us, O Sav­ior, friend,
Ever pur­su­ing, un­to life’s end.

Faint, yet pur­su­ing, whate’er be­fall,
He who has died for us, died for all;
So should they come, as a migh­ty throng
Bearing His ban­ner aloft with song.

Refrain

Faint, yet pur­su­ing, till ev­en­tide,
Under the cross of the Cru­ci­fied;
Knowing, when dark­ly are skies o’er­cast,
Sorrow and sigh­ing will end at last.

Refrain

Faint, yet pur­su­ing, the eye afar
Sees thro’ the dark­ness the morn­ing star,
Shedding its ray for the wea­ry feet,
Keeping the way, to the gold­en street.

Refrain