Also known as Battle Hymn of the Republic, we just like to sing the "Glory Hallelujahs"!
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 has loosed the faithful lightning of His terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on
Chorus
Glory Glory Hallelujah!
Glory Glory Hallelujah!
Glory Glory Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on!
I have seen Him in the watchfires of hundred circling camps
They have gilded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps
His day is marching on
Chorus
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 men free
Our God is marching on.
Chorus
