1 Fling out the banner! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide; The sun that lights its shining folds, The Cross on which the Savior died. 2 Fling out the banner! angels bend In anxious silence o’er the sign, And vainly seek to comprehend The wonder of the love divine. 3 Fling out the banner! heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight, And nations, crowding to be born, Baptize their spirits in its light. 4 Fling out the banner! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide, Our glory, only in the Cross; Our only hope, the Crucified. 5 Fling out the banner! wide and high, Seaward and skyward, let it shine; Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours; We conquer only in that sign.