Are you march­ing in the ar­my of our king,
To that gold­en land of bliss be­yond the sky?
Even now His prais­es bring,
Let the chor­us loud­ly ring,
For the crown­ing day is com­ing by and by.

Refrain

Oh, the crown­ing day is com­ing, is com­ing by and by,
Yes, the crown­ing day is com­ing, is com­ing by and by.
There are crowns for you and me!
Crowns of gold, by faith, we’ll see,
Crowns and king­doms in a bet­ter world on high.

Are you fight­ing ’neath the ban­ner of the cross,
True and faith­ful to your Sav­ior till you die?
If sus­tain­ing earth­ly loss,
Know these trea­sures are but dross,
And the crown­ing day is com­ing by and by.

Refrain

Hear the Sav­ior’s voice above the strife and din,
While the fie­ry darts of Sa­tan ’round you fly!
You the vic­to­ry shall win,
Over death, and hell, and sin,
For the crown­ing day is com­ing by and by.

Refrain

We’ll press on­ward to that coun­try won­drous fair,
To that fai­ry land of peace be­yond the sky;
Earthly crowns can­not com­pare
With the crowns the saints shall wear,
In the crown­ing day that’s com­ing by and by.

Refrain