Battle Hymn of The Republic

Author: Julia Ward Howe
Music: William Steffe
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;
This truth is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
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 dim and flaring lamps.
His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery gospel
writ in burnished rows of steel;
“As ye deal with My condemners,
so with you My grace shall deal;
Let the Hero, born of woman,
crush the serpent with His heel,
since God is marching on.”
He has sounded forth the trumpet
that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of man
before His judgment seat;
O be swift, my soul, to answer Him!
be jubilant, my feet!
Our God 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 men free,
While God is marching on.

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