“In this sign we conquer,” ’tis the symbol of our faith,
                                        
                                        Made holy by the might of love triumphant over death;
                                        
                                        “He who finds his life loseth it,” forevermore it saith,
                                        
                                        The right is marching on!
                                        
                                        Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah!
                                        
                                        Glory, glory, hallelujah! The right is marching on!