Hark, the Tramp of Coming Legions

Hark

the sound of com­ing le­gions

O how joy­ful is the sound

’Tis the child­ren’s ar­my march­ing

On the Mas­ter’s er­rands bound.

See their fac­es all are glowing

With the joy­ous light of youth

As they’re march­ing

on­ward march­ing

For the cause of Right and Truth.

Hark

the tramp of com­ing le­gions

O how joy­ful is the sound

’Tis the child­ren’s ar­my march­ing

On the Mas­ter’s er­rands bound.

Hark

the tramp of com­ing le­gions

Hosts of Sa­tan now must quail

They must scat­ter in con­fu­sion

When this ar­my shall pre­vail.

At the sum­mons of the Mas­ter

See the child­ren fall in line

Marching on with glad en­dea­vor

Trusting in the help di­vine.

Hark

the tramp of com­ing le­gions

Marching on­ward mill­ions strong

They shall sure­ly be vic­tor­ious

O’er the hosts of sin and wrong.

Ever loy­al to the Mas­ter

Strong their hearts shall be and brave

Till the Gos­pel’s glo­ri­ous ban­ner

Over all the world shall wave.