Strive for Eternal Day

O bro­ther

strive! thy crown is not yet won;

Strive! for the night is com­ing on apace!

The day will soon be gone

Soon will be closed the race—

O bro­ther

strive!

Strive

strive

strive

Strive for the nar­row way

Strive

strive

strive;

Strive for eter­nal day.

Strive! for a cloud of wit­ness­es sur­round

Each step is marked

of vic­to­ry or de­feat;

Then leave no van­tage ground

For Sa­tan’s wa­ry feet—

O bro­ther

strive!

Strive! tho’ thy way be dark­ened

rough and steep

Thy Fa­ther’s hand shall guide thee thro’ the night;

Thy fal­ter­ing foot­steps keep

Make all thy dark­ness light;

O bro­ther

strive!

Strive! for the world ne’er of­fered prize like this

A crown whose glo­ry ag­es shall not dim!

God holds for thee such bliss

Live thou for Him

for Him!

O bro­ther

strive!