Tell with every breath,
That the Savior still is conqu'ror
Over sin and death.
Tell where'er you go,
That the Lord is still the conqu'ror,
Over every foe.
Pain and sickness flee,
When we plead the mighty victory
Won on Calvary.
Therefore do and dare;
Go wherever Jesus sends you
In prevailing prayer.
No defeat nor fear
Evermore must dim thy vision!
Christ the way will clear.
Soon His voice shall ring,
"Come ye conquerors, come up hither,
Join thy conquering King."