Fling out the banner! Let it float Skyward and seaward high and wide, The sun that lights its shining folds, The cross on which the Saviour died.

Fling out the banner! Angels bend In anxious silence o'er the sign And vanity seek to comprehend The wonder of the love divine

Fling out the banner! heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight, And nations crowding to be born Baptize their spirits in its lights.

Fling out the banner! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide Our glory only in the cross, Our only hope the Crucified.

Fling out the banner! wide and high, Seaward and skyward let it shine: Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours: We conquer only in that sign.