March on, Christian soldiers, nor yield to the foe,
Tho’ fierce be the conflict and sore;
Sin, sorrow and death, shall our King overthrow,
When cometh the end of the war.

Refrain:
There’ll be shoutings of praise; there’ll be songs evermore
On that beautiful shore;
There’ll be shoutings of praise; there’ll be songs evermore,
When cometh the end of the war.

The banner of love leads the hosts of the Lord;
The pillar of flame goes before;
We’ll fight the good fight till we share the reward,
When cometh the end of the war. [Refrain]

He comforts our hearts by the word of His grace,
The penitent soul He’ll restore;
O rapturous hour, when we meet face to face,
When cometh the end of the war. [Refrain]

The King’s ransomed armies, arrayed in pure white,
Shall gather His name to adore;
All honor, dominion, all glory and pow’r,
When cometh the end of the war. [Refrain]