Greenwood Lee

The Battle Hymn Of The Republic

Greenwood Lee


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 has loosed the fateful lightening 
Of His terrible swift sword
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 can read his righteous sentence 
By the dim and flaring lamps
His day 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 burnish`d 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
Since my God is marching on

He has sounded form 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

Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
His truth is marching on