Verse 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!
Chorus Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on!
Verse 2 “I have breath’d the fiery Gospel… I in My Son’s blood did seal”; “As I deal with My Annointed, So with you My grace shall deal”; Let our Hero, born of woman, Crush the serpent with His heel, Since God is marching on!
Verse 3 He has sounded forth the trumpet That shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men Before His judgment seat; Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet; Our God is marching on!
Verse 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 live to make men free; While God is marching on!
Verse 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!
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