The Battle Hymn of the Republic

The Battle Hymn of the Republic

  The Battle Hymn of the Republic

  The 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.	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. 
	(Refrain) 


3.	He has sounded forth the trumpet 
	that shall never call 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) 


4.	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. 
	(Refrain) 


5.	He is coming like the glory 
	of the morning on the wave, 
	he is wisdom to the mighty, 
	he is honor to the brave; 
	so the world shall be his footstool, 
	and the soul of wrong his slave. 
	Our God is marching on.
	(Refrain)