Onward, Christian soldiers,
marching as to war,
with the cross of Jesus
going on before.
Christ the royal Master
leads against the foe;
forward into battle,
see, his banners go:

Onward, Christian soldiers,
marching as to war,
with the Cross of Jesus
going on before.

At the sign of triumph
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:

Like a mighty army
moves the Church of God;
brothers, we are treading
where the saints have trod:
we are not divided,
all one body we,
one in hope and doctrine,
one in charity:

Crowns and thrones may perish,
kingdoms rise and 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:

Onward, then, ye people,
join our happy throng,
blend with ours your voices
in the triumph song:
glory, laud, and honour
unto Christ the King,
this through countless ages
men and angels sing:


S. Baring-Gould (1834-1924)