Shall see from far the glorious sight;
And nations, crowding to be born,
Baptize their spirits in its light.
4 Fling out the banner! sin-sick souls,
That sink and perish in the strife,
Shall touch in faith its radiant hem,
And spring immortal, into life.
5 Fling out the banner! let it float
Skyward and seaward, high and wide
Our glory, only in the cross,