Colin Sterne
an anagram/pseudonym of
H. Ernest Nichol
(1862-1926)
Hark to the sound of voices!
Hark to the tramp of feet!
Is it a mighty army
Treading the busy street?
Nearer it comes and nearer,
Singing a glad refrain;
List what they say
as they haste away
To the sound of a martial strain:
Marching beneath the banner,
Fighting beneath the Cross,
Trusting in Him who saves us,
Ne’er shall we suffer loss!
Singing the songs of homeland,
Loudly the chorus rings,
We march to the fight
in our armor bright,
At the call of the King of kings.
Out of the mist of error,
Out of the realms of night,
Out of the pride of learning,
Seeking the home of light!
Out of the strife for power,
Out of the greed of gold,
Onward they roam
to their Heavenly home,
And the treasure that grows not old.
Out of the bonds of evil,
Out of the chains of sin,
Ever they’re pressing onward,
Fighting the fight within;
Holding the passions under,
Ruling the sense with soul,
Wielding the Sword
in the Name of the Lord,
As they march to their Heavenly goal.
On then, ye gallant soldiers,
On to your home above!
Yours is the truth and glory,
Yours is the power and love—
Here are ye trained for heroes,
Yonder ye serve the King;
March to the light,
doing always right,
With the song that ye love to sing:
