Onward, Christian Soldiers,
March into the War;
Slay your Christian Brothers,
As you’ve done before.
Plutocratic masters
Bid you face the foe;
Men who never harmed you,
Men you do not know.
CHORUS.
Onward, Christian Soldiers,
Shoot your Brothers through
While your Chaplain’s praying
They do the same to you.
Raise your Christian war-whoop,
You who love the Lord,
Hearken to your masters,
Buckle on the sword.
Bomb-shells, bullets, shrapnel
Shower on the foe,
Heed your Christian Chaplain,
Into battle go.
CHORUS.
Heed not dying groans from
Those whom you have slain;
Heed not pleas for mercy
Nor the shrieks of pain.
Plunge the sword and dagger
Through your brothers’ heart;
Never shirk your duty,
Always do your part.
CHORUS.
Onward Christian Soldiers,
Into brutal war,
Break the hearts of mothers,
As you’ve done before.
Close your eyes to horrors
Of the bloody field,
Forward into battle, S
lay with sword and shield.
CHORUS.
Thus you prove your love for
Him who lived for all,
And without respect to
Persons great or small,
Said to His disciples,
If My name you’d seek,
Love you one another –
Turn the other cheek.
CHORUS.