Not to be strong in the battle, not to the swift is the race, yet to the true and faithful, victory is promised through grace. Lord, your promises are sure, thanks for saving me by your grace.

Conquering now and still to conquer, rideth a King in His might, leading the host of all the faithful into the midst of the fight; see them with courage advancing, clad in their brilliant array, shouting the name of their Leader, hear them exultingly say: “Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord, hosanna in the highest.” Conquering now and still to conquer; Who is this wonderful King? Whence are the armies which He leadeth, while of His glory they sing? He is our Lord and Redeemer, Savior and Monarch divine; they are the stars that forever, bright in His kingdom will shine. Praise the Lord!