1 We are marching onward, soldiers of the Lord,
Clad in shining armor, with the Spirit’s sword;
As our host advances, Satan must retreat,
For our conq’ring army never knows defeat.
Onward, onward, facing toward the foe!
Upward, upward, steadily we go!
Christ, the Lord, our army shall command,
Marching to the promised land!
2 Dangers may surround us close on every side;
Under fairest colors, lurking foes may hide;
Forward, ever forward, moves our fearless host,
In the name of Father, Son and Holy Ghost. [Refrain]
3 ‘Tis the cross that leads us; lift it up on high!
‘Neath its royal standard we will fight and die.
Enemies assail us, we are undismayed;
All the angel legions are with us arrayed. [Refrain]
4 Earthly crowns and scepters yield at last to rust;
Earthly thrones and kingdoms crumble into dust;
Deathless kingdoms wait us, soldiers of the Lord,
Crowns of fadeless glory will be our reward. [Refrain]
Display Title: Onward, onward, facing toward the foe!First Line: We are marching onward, soldiers of the LordTune Title: [We are marching onward, soldiers of the Lord]Author: Harriet H. PiersonDate: 1905