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
I have seen Him in the watch-fires
Of a hundred circling camps
They have built Him an altar
In the evening dews and damps
I have read His righteous sentence
By the dim and flaring lamps
His day is marching on
Oh Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on
I have read a fiery gospel
Writ in burnished rows of steel
"As ye deal with my contemners,
So with you my grace shall deal"
Let the hero, born of woman,
Crush the serpent with his heel
Since God is marching on
Since God is marching on
Oh Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on!
In the beauty of the lilies
Christ was born across the sea
With a glory in his bosom
That transfigures you and me
As He died to make men holy
Let us die to make them free
While God is marching on
Our God is marching on
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