1 The Sunday-school army is marching along,
A band of young soldiers, undaunted and strong;
Jehovah our banner, salvation our song;
Our watchword the dear name of Jesus.
When the name of the blessed Redeemer we hear,
‘Tis as sweet as sweet music to listening ear;
Our standard lift higher, our banner we’ll wave
In honor of Jesus the mighty to save.
2 We’ve entered the service tho’ youthful in years,
The veterans we follow as true volunteers;
The watchword so precious till shouting with cheers,
Uplifting the standard of Jesus. [Refrain]
3 The ranks are increasing, still stronger they grow,
All over the world the glad tidings shall go;
Till nations in darkness the watchword shall know,
And trust in the dear name of Jesus. [Refrain]Source: Exalted Praise: a twentieth century collection of sacred hymns for the church, Sunday school, and devotional meetings #42