1 Lead on, O King Eternal,
The day of march has come,
Henceforth on 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
Nor roll of stirring drums,
But 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.