Battle Hymn Of The Republic (Live)

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 his fateful lightning

Of his terrible swift sword

His truth is marching on

Glory Glory Hallelujah Glory Glory Hallelujah

Glory Glory Hallelujah his truth is marching on

He has sounded forth the trumpet

That shall never call retreat

He is sitting out the hearts of men

Before his judgment seat

Oh be swift my soul to answer

Him be jubilant my feet

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 live to make men free

Our God is marching on

Glory Glory Hallelujah Glory Glory Hallelujah

Glory Glory Hallelujah his truth is marching on

His truth is marching on