[Verse 1]
If men will strive for earthly gain,
And press through danger, loss, and pain,
How much more should the faithful run
The holy race till life is done?
Though storms arise and shadows fall,
The Father's journey is worth all.
While breath remains within the breast,
Press on until thou enter rest.
[Chorus]
Press on, press on, O weary soul,
The Father's hand shall make thee whole;
Seek first His Kingdom and His grace,
And He will guide thee to thy place.
[Verse 2]
If wealth is lost, yet life remains,
Hope can arise from grief and pain;
For only he whose life is spared
Can seek again what once he shared.
If wheels should crash upon the way,
Shall men refuse the road each day?
If burning waters wound the tongue,
Shall thirst remain forever strong?
[Chorus]
Press on, press on, O weary soul,
The Father's hand shall make thee whole;
Seek first His Kingdom and His grace,
And He will guide thee to thy place.
[Verse 3]
He who has raced and lost before
Must rise with courage yet once more;
But he who falls and will not rise
Has lost the wisdom of the wise.
The Earth is His, and all therein,
He calls the wandering soul from sin;
The very place where thou dost stand
Can lead thee by the Father's hand.
[Chorus]
Press on, press on, O weary soul,
The Father's hand shall make thee whole;
Seek first His Kingdom and His grace,
And He will guide thee to thy place.
[Verse 4]
The church has wandered from the Word,
And many serve not Christ the Lord;
They seek His gifts, but miss His way,
And turn from truth from day to day.
But he who knows the weight of sin
Will seek a holy life within.
In lowliness, with patient heart,
He walks the path and will not part.
[Chorus]
Press on, press on, O weary soul,
The Father's hand shall make thee whole;
Seek first His Kingdom and His grace,
And He will guide thee to thy place.
[Verse 5]
Had men but known the ancient grief
Of Adam's tears without relief,
They would not chase the world's vain gold,
But seek the God of saints of old.
In caves they cried, in fastings prayed,
That mercy's hand might give them aid;
They sought the Father night and day,
That He might cleanse their shame away.
[Chorus]
Press on, press on, O weary soul,
The Father's hand shall make thee whole;
Seek first His Kingdom and His grace,
And He will guide thee to thy place.