1 Onward, onward, may we press,
Through the path of duty;
Virtue is true happiness,
Excellence, true beauty.
Minds are of celestial birth;
Make we, then a heaven of earth,
Onward, onward, onward,
Through the path of duty.

2 Closer, closer, let us knit
Hearts and hands together,
Where our fireside comfort sit
In the wildest weather.
Oh! they wander wide who roam,
For the joys of life, from home.
Closer, closer, closer,
Hearts and hands together.