Oft in danger, oft in woe,
Onward, Christians, onward go,
Fight the fight, maintain the strife,
Strengthened with the Bread of Life.
Onward, Christians, onward go,
Join the war, and face the foe;
Faint not, much doth yet remain;
Dreary is the long campaign.
Shrink not, Christians: will ye yield?
Will ye quit the painful field?
Will ye flee in danger's hour?
Know ye not your Captain's pow'r?
Let your drooping hearts be glad;
March, in heav'nly armor clad;
Fight, nor think the battle long;
Vict'ry soon shall tune your song.
Let not sorrow dim your eye,
Soon shall ev'ry tear be dry;
Let not woe your course impede,
Great your strength, if great your need.
Onward then to battle move;
More than conqu'rors ye shall prove:
Though opposed by many a foe,
Christian soldiers, onward go.