First Line: Oft in sorrow, oft in woe,

Oft in sorrow, oft in woe,
Onward, Christians, onward go !
Fight the fight, maintain the strife,
Strengthened with the Bread of Life.

2 Onward, Christians, onward go !
Join the war, and face the foe :
Will ye flee in danger's hour ?----
Know ye not your Captain's power ?

3 Let your drooping hearts be glad,
March, in heavenly armour clad :
Fight, nor think the battle long ;
Soon shall victory tune your song.

4 Let not sorrow dim your eye,
Soon shall every tear be dry ;
Let not tears your course impede,
Great your strength, if great your need.

5 Onward then to glory move,
More than conquerors ye shall prove :
Though opposed by many a foe,
Christian soldiers, onward go !