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March song

Representative Text

1. Cheerily onward we're marching,
Under our banners bright,
We are an army of children,
Bravely 'gainst wrong we fight;
Never a nobler army,
Charged on the hosts of sin,
Faithful to Jesus, our Captain,
Victory we shall win.

Chorus:
Onward, onward, onward to the fray,
Won't you come and join our ranks, enlist with us today?
Fall in, fall in, and join this army grand,
Forward march to vict'ry at our Lord's command.

2. Many the giants that meet us,
Trying to bar our way,
Striving to hinder our progress
On to the gates of day;
Fearlessly we will engage them,
Tho' they are bold and strong.
"Forward to conquer," our watchword,
"Onward," our battle song. [Chorus]

3. Slothfulness is a great giant,
He must be conquered first,
Surely of all the bad giants,
Slothfulness must be worst;
"Do it tomorrow" must follow,
Selfishness then be slain,
Then over Pride so disdainful
Victory we must gain. [Chorus]

4. Untruth will try to evade us,
After him we must search,
Where he is hidden is always
Marked with an ugly smirch.
Hate is a terrible giant,
Deadly his poisoned darts,
Fight him we must to the finish,
Guard from him well our hearts. [Chorus]

5. Jealousy, Tattle, and Envy,
Now must be put to flight,
Anger, Impatience and Malice,
Enemies hard to fight.
Onward we're marching against them,
Looking for no defeat.
Trusting in Jesus to help us
Conquer each foe we meet. [Chorus]



Source: Carols of Hope: a compilation of select sacred songs for use in Sunday schools, praise and young people's services #48

Author: Emma Fisk Smith

Late 19th Century Go to person page >

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First Line: Cheerily onward we're marching
Title: March song
Author: Emma Fisk Smith
Refrain First Line: Onward, onward, onward

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Carols of Hope #48

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