Oft in sorrow, oft in woe,
Onward, Christian, onward go:
Fight the fight, maintain the
strife
Strengthened with the Bread of
life.
Onward Christians, onward
go,
Join the war, and face the foe;
Faint not: Much does yet remain,
Dreary is the long campaign.
Shrink not, Christians will ye
yield?
Will ye quit the painful field?
Will ye flee in danger’s hour?
Know ye not your Captain’s pow’r?
Let your drooping hearts be
glad:
March in heavenly armor clad:
Fight, nor think the battle long,
Victory soon shall be your song.
Let not sorrow dim your eye,
Soon shall every tear be dry;
Let not fears your course impede,
Great your strength, if great your
need.
Onward then in battle move,
More than conquerors ye shall
prove;
Though opposed by many a foe,
Christian soldiers onward go.
