We are going forth from the school of Jesus,
We have sat at His blessed feet.
We have drunk from truth's celestial fountain,
We have tasted its honey sweet.
We are witnesses for our blessed Master
In a world where friends are few;
And He sends us forth with the watchword holy,
Whatsoever it costs, "Be true."
Be true! Be true!
Let the holy watchword ring;
Be true to your trust,
Be true to your glorious King;
Be true! Be true!
Whether friends be false or few;
Whatsoe'er betide, ever at His side,
Let Him always find you true.
