Hear the tramp, tramp, tramp
of the Sunday School Brigade
Whether rain or shine
we are always on parade
By our Savior led
in the sunshine of His love
We are marching on
to the land of joy above
 
Marching on, on, on,
yes, on to glory
Making known . .
the blessed story
There is joy, joy, joy
for each girl and boy
In the Sunday School Brigade
 
With the cross held high
in the blessed gospel light
Eyes aglow with love
as the sun our banner bright
Dreading not the storm
fearing not the waiting foe
Singing songs of praise
on and on with Christ we go
 
Marching on, on, on,
yes, on to glory
Making known . .
the blessed story
There is joy, joy, joy
for each girl and boy
In the Sunday School Brigade
 
Hear the tramp, tramp, tramp
of the Sunday School Brigade
We will win that crown
that will never, never fade
We will trust our King,
wheresoever be the way
We will follow Him
to the realm of endless day
 
Marching on, on, on,
yes, on to glory
Making known . .
the blessed story
There is joy, joy, joy
for each girl and boy
In the Sunday School Brigade