Fling out the banner! let it float
Skyward and seaward, high and wide:
Our glory only in the Cross,
Our only hope the Crucified.

Fling out the banner! angels bend
In anxious silence o'er the sign,
And vainly seek to comprehend
The wonders of the love divine.

Fling out the banner! heathen lands
Shall see from far the glorious sight,
And nations, crowding to be born,
Baptise their spirits in its light.

Fling out the banner! wide and high,
Seaward and skyward let it shine;
Nor skill nor might nor merit ours:
We conquer only in that sign.


G. W. Doane