804 - Battle Hymn of the Republic (c)

Lyrics

1. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord, He is tramping out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible, swift sward: His truth is marching on.
2. I have seen Him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps; They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps: I can read his righteous sentence by the din and flaring lamps. His day is marching on.
3. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat, He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgement seat; O be swift, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet! Our God is marching on.
4. In the beauty of the lillies 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 live to make men free, While God is marching on.
5. We can almost hear the trumpet sound, the Lord's return is near; There are still so many people lost; his message they must hear; Father, give us one more moment, one more day, just one more year - With God we're marching on.
Refrain: Glory! glory! Hallelujah! Glory! glory! Hallelujah! Glory! glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.