Onward Speed Thy Conquering Flight

Onward speed thy con­quer­ing flight;

Angel

on­ward speed;

Cast abroad thy ra­di­ant light

Bid the shades re­cede;

Tread the id­ols in the dust

Heathen fanes de­stroy

Spread the Gos­pel’s ho­ly trust

Spread the Gos­pel’s joy.

Onward speed thy con­quer­ing flight;

Angel

on­ward haste;

Quickly on each mount­ain’s height

Be thy stan­dard placed;

Let thy bliss­ful tid­ings float

Far o’er vale and hill

Till the sweet­ly ec­ho­ing note

Every bo­som thrill.

Onward speed thy con­quer­ing flight;

Angel

on­ward fly;

Long has been the reign of night;

Bring the morn­ing nigh:

’Tis to thee the hea­then lift

Their im­plor­ing wail;

Bear them Heav­en’s ho­ly gift

Ere their cour­age fail.

Onward speed thy con­quer­ing flight;

Angel

on­ward speed;

Morning bursts up­on our sight—

’Tis the time de­creed:

Jesus now His king­dom takes

Thrones and em­pires fall

And the joy­ous song awakes

God is all in all.