1 We are marching on the way to the heav’nly land,
With the banner of our Captain waving o’er us,
With the shield of faith and prayer, and with sword in hand,
All the hosts of sin and Satan fly before us.

Refrain:
We are marching on the way,
We are marching on the way,
Marching on the way to the heav’nly land;
To the heav’nly land,
A happy, happy band,
We are marching on the way to the heav’nly land.

2 We are marching on the way to the heav’nly land;
All the journey thro’ our Captain safely leads us,
Lo! a fountain from the rock flows at His command;
And with manna from the skies He daily feeds us. [Refrain]

3 We are marching on the way to the heav’nly land,
To the land of rest and peace beyond the river;
Soon we’ll cross the mystic flood to the golden strand,
There to sing and shout our Captain’s praise forever. [Refrain]