1 Go forth, a servant of the Lord,
Nor seek the need of human praise;
Enough for thee if all thy days
Shall win the promise of His word.

2 Go follow where the Saviour trod;
Fulfil the work that He began,
A master of the needs of man,
A servant in the eyes of God.

3 Cast out the wrong, uphold the right
With fearless heart and steadfast will;
The arm of God is with us still
To lift from darkness unto light.

4 Fight on till death. God give us grace
To stay the sweeping tide of sin,
To serve our fellows, and to win
For God, our country, and our race.