We Are Soldiers Marching Up The Highway


We are soldiers marching up the highway
‘Gainst the tyrant pow’rs of sin and wrong;
Banners waving, battle-cries resounding,
We rejoice, although the foe is strong.
Christ, our great Commander, leads us onward,
Always marching on before,
Urging, cheering when foes, appearing,
Would drive us from their shore.

Refrain:
Tramp, tramp, tramp, tramp, thro’ a world fo woe;
Tramp, tramp, tramp, tramp, singing as we go;
Onward! onward! forward! forward!
Perils fade, and foes before us fly,
Victory is drawing nigh!
On, joyfully on,
Wand’ring ones to gather in;
On, on, joyfully on,
We go to fields of sin;
Yes, on, joyfully on,
Wand’ring ones to gather in;
On, on, joyfully on,
We go the prize to win.

Souls in bondage unto us are calling;
We must strike their galling chains away;
To the rescue of the millions dying,
We are marching, fighting ev’ry day.
See! the clouds are rifting, soon with sunshine
All the world shall be aflame,
Ev’ry nation receive salvation,
In our Immanuel’s name! [Refrain]