First Line: Conquering now and still to conquer,

Conquering now and still to conquer,
Rideth a King in His might,
Leading the host of all the faithful
Into the midst of the fight ;
See them with courage advancing,
Clad in their brilliant array,
Shouting the name of their Leader,
Hear them exultingly say :

Not to the strong is the battle,
Not to the swift is the race;
Yet to the true and the faithful
Victory is promised through grace.

2 Conquering now and still to conquer:
Who is this wonderful King ?
Whence all the armies which He leadeth,
While of His glory they sing ?
He is our Lord and Redeemer,
Saviour and Monarch divine ;
They are the stars that for ever
Bright in His kingdom will shine.

3 Conquering now and still to conquer,
Jesus, Thou Ruler of all,
Thrones and their sceptres all shall perish,
Crowns and their splendour shall fall ;
Yet shall the armies Thou leadest,
Faithful and true to the last,
Find in Thy mansions eternal
Rest, when their warfare is past.