BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC

G

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;

C

He is trampling out the vintage

G

where the grapes of wrath are stored;

He hath loosed the fateful lightning

Em

of His terrible swift sword,

Am D7 G

His truth is marching on.

G

Glory, Glory Hallelujah,

C

Glory, Glory Halle lujah,

G Em

Glory, Glory Hallelujah

Am D7 G

His truth is marching on.

G

I have seen him in the watch fires

of a hundred circling camps;

C

They have builded him an altar

in the evening dews and damps;

G

I can read his righteous sentence

Em

by the dim and flaring lamps,

Am D7 G

His day is marching on.

I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:

"As ye deal with My contemners,

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 for the trumphet

that shall never call retreat;

He is sifting out the hearts of men

before His Judgement Seat;

Oh! Be swift, my soul, to answer Him,

be jubilant, my feet!

Our God is marching on.

In the beauties 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!