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Battle Hymn of the Republic
Song by Odetta
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 have loosed the fateful lightening of His terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on
Glory, glory Hallelujah
Glory, glory Hallelujah
Glory, glory Hallelujah
His truth is marching on
I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps
I have read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps
His truth is marching on
Glory, glory Hallelujah
Glory, glory Hallelujah
Glory, glory Hallelujah
His truth 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
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 (Glory, glory Hallelujah)
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat (glory Hallelujah))
Oh, be swift, my soul to answer, oh, be jubilant, my feet
His truth is marching on
Glory, glory Hallelujah
Glory, glory Hallelujah
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea (glory, glory Hallelujah)
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me (glory, glory Hallelujah)
As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free
His truth is marching on
Glory, glory Hallelujah
Glory, glory Hallelujah
Glory, glory Hallelujah
His truth is marching on
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 have loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Julia Ward Howe

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