1 Lead on, O King Eternal,
the day of march has come;
henceforth in fields of conquest
Thy tents shall be our home:
through days of preparation
Thy grace has made us strong,
and now, O King Eternal,
we lift our battle song.

2 Lead on, O King Eternal,
till sin's fierce war shall cease,
and holiness shall whisper
the sweet amen of peace;
for not with swords' loud clashing,
or roll of stirring drums;
with deeds of love and mercy
the heavenly kingdom comes.

3 Lead on, O King Eternal,
we follow, not with fears;
for gladness breaks like morning
where'er Thy face appears;
Thy cross is lifted o'er us;
we journey in its light:
the crown awaits the conquest;
lead on, O God of might.