There s a royal banner given for display

There s a royal banner given for display
To the soldiers of the King
As an ensign fair we lift it up today
While as ransomed ones we sing
Marching on marching on
For Christ count everything but loss
And to crown Him King toil and sing
Neath the banner of the cross

Though the foe may rage and gather as the flood
Let the Standard be displayed
And beneath its folds as soldiers of the Lord
For the truth be not dismayed

Marching on marching on
For Christ count everything but loss
And to crown Him King toil and sing
Neath the banner of the cross

Over land and sea wherever man may dwell
Make the glorious tidings known
Of the crimson banner now the story tell
While the Lord shall claim his own

Marching on marching on
For Christ count everything but loss
And to crown Him King toil and sing
Neath the banner of the cross

When the glory dawns tis drawing very near
It is hastening day by day
Then before our King the foe shall disappear
And the cross the world shall sway

Marching on marching on
For Christ count everything but loss
And to crown Him King toil and sing
Neath the banner of the cross