BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC

1. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. Refrain: Glory! glory! Hallelujah! Glory! glory! Hallelujah! Glory! glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. 2. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never sound retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat; O be swift, my soul, to answer Him; be jubilant my feet! Our God is marching on. Refrain: Glory! glory! Hallelujah! Glory! glory! Hallelujah! Glory! glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on. 3. In the beauty of the autumn Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me; As He lives to make men holy, let us live to make men free! While God is marching on. Refrain: Glory! glory! Hallelujah! Glory! glory! Hallelujah! Glory! glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.

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