The Banner of the Cross


 * There’s a royal banner given for display
 * To the soldiers of the King;
 * As an ensign fair we lift it up today,
 * While as ransomed ones we sing.


 * Refrain


 * Marching on, marching on,
 * For Christ count everything but loss!
 * And to crown Him King, we’ll toil and sing,
 * ’Neath the banner of the cross!


 * Though the foe may rage and gather as the flood,
 * Let the standard be displayed;
 * And beneath its folds, as soldiers of the Lord,
 * For the truth be not dismayed!


 * Refrain


 * Over land and sea, wherever man may dwell,
 * Make the glorious tidings known;
 * Of the crimson banner now the story tell,
 * While the Lord shall claim His own!


 * Refrain


 * When the glory dawns—’tis drawing very near,
 * It is hastening day by day—
 * Then before our King the foe shall disappear,
 * And the cross the world shall sway!


 * Refrain