MARCHING on in the light of God,
Marching on, I am marching on,
Up the path that the Master trod,
Marching, Marching on.
A robe of white, a crown of gold,
A harp, a home, a mansion fair,
A victor’s palm, a joy untold,
Are mine when I get there.
Marching on thro’ the hosts of sin,
Marching on, I am marching on,
Vic’ry’s mine, while I’ve Christ within,
Marching, Marching on.
Marching on while the skeptics snear,
Marching on, I am marching on,
Perfect love caseteth out all fear
Marching, Marching on.
Marching on with the flag unfurled,
Marching on, I am marching on,
Preaching Christ to the dying world
Marching, Marching on.