Glory, glory hallelujah
They said it wouldn't last
Said God's Word would pass into mere history
They thought the church He built would end
Replaced by modern times and trends
But generations keep reminding them
His truth keeps on marching
Marching on
On a million Sunday mornings
In a million little towns
Through a hungry little village
In a foreign distant land
And in the pew
When someone stands to testify again
His truth keeps marching
His truth keeps marching on
Glory, glory hallelujah
So many kingdoms fall
Some give their all but build on sinking sand
While through the years God's church has grown
The solid rock laid stone by stone
The kingdom that is built on Christ alone
His truth keeps on marching
Marching on
On a million Sunday mornings
In a million little towns
Through a hungry little village
In a foreign distant land
And in the pew
When someone stands to testify again
His truth keeps marching
His truth keeps marching on
Throughout the ages time has shown
When other gods have come and gone
His truth keeps on marching on
On a million Sunday mornings
In a million little towns
Through a hungry little village
In a foreign distant land
And in the pew
When someone stands to testify again
His truth keeps marching
His truth keeps marching
His truth keeps marching on
(Glory, glory hallelujah)
His truth keeps marching on
Marching on