We march, we march to victory
With the cross of the Lord before us
With His loving eye looking down from the sky
And His holy arm spread o’er us
We come in the might of the Lord of light
With armor bright to meet Him
And we put to flight the armies of night
That the sons of the day may greet Him
The sons of day may greet Him
Our sword is the Spirit of God on high
Our helmet is His salvation
Our banner the cross of Calvary
Our watchword, the Incarnation
We march, we march to victory
With the cross of the Lord before us
With His loving eye looking down from the sky
And His holy arm spread o’er us
And the choir of angels with song awaits
Our march to the golden Zion
For our captain has broken the brazen gates
And burst the bars of iron
And burst the bars of iron
Then onward we march, our arms to prove
With the banner of Christ before us
With His eye of love looking down from above
And His holy arm spread o’er us
We march, we march to victory
We march, we march to victory
With the cross of the Lord before us
With His loving eye looking down from the sky
And His holy arm spread o’er us
We march, we march to victory