Hear the tramp, tramp, tramp of the Sunday School Brigade,
Whether rain or shine we are always on parade;
By our Savior led, in the sunshine of His love,
We are marching on to the land of joy above.
Marching on, on, on, on to glory
Making known the blessed story;
There is joy, joy, joy for each girl and boy,
In the Sunday School Brigade.With the cross held high in the blessed gospel
light,
Eyes aglow with love, as the sun our banner bright;
Dreading not the storm, fearing not the waiting foe,
Singing songs of praise, on and on with Christ we go.
Marching on, on, on, on to glory
Making known the blessed story;
There is joy, joy, joy for each girl and boy,
In the Sunday School Brigade.
Hear the tramp, tramp, tramp of the Sunday School Brigade,
We will win that crown that will never, never fade;
We will trust our King, wheresoever be the way,
We will follow Him to the realm of endless day.
Marching on, on, on, on to glory
Making known the blessed story;
There is joy, joy, joy for each girl and boy,
In the Sunday School Brigade. |
