1. Onward up the King's great highway, Upward to the promised land, We are marching with a shout of triumph, For the Lord of hosts is in command; Steadily our force increasing, On we go with songs of joy, For no enemy shall hold the way before us, Neither shall they frighten or destroy.
To Refrain

Refrain: Onward (onward) at the King's command, (and) Upward (upward) to the promised land, (now) Moves the mighty army of the Lord in proud array, To victory and glory, o'er the King's highway; Then Onward (onward) at the King's command, (and) Upward (upward) to the promised land, (now) Moves the mighty army of the Lord in proud array, To victory and glory, o'er the King's highway.

2. Tho' the day be dark and dreary, Tho' the stormy winds rush by, Yet we know the sun is brightly shining Just beyond the clouds that veil the sky; Onward then and upward, ever, Singing praising more and more, Till we reach at last the promised land of beauty, And our days of marching all are o'er.
To Refrain