Onward, Christian, soldiers, Marching as to war,
Looking unto Jesus, Who is gone before?
Christ, the royal Master, Leads against the foe;
Forward into battle, See, His banners go
Onward, christian, soldiers, Marching as to war,
Looking unto Jesus, Who is gone before.
2 At the name of Jesus, Satan’s host doth flee;
On then, christian soldiers on to victory!
Hell’s foundations quiver at the shout of praise:
Brothers lift your voices; Loud your anthems raise.
3 Like a mighty army, Moves the Church of God;
Borthers, we are treading Where the saints have trod;
We are not divided, All one body we.
One in hope and doctrine, One in charity.
4 Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise in wane;
But the Church of Jesus constant will remain;
Gates of hell can never ‘Gainst that church prevail;
We have Christ’s own promise, And that cannot fail.
5 Onward, then ye people join our happy throng;
Blend with ours your voices in the triumph song;
Glory, praise, and honour, unto Christ the King
This through countless ages men and angels sing.