Anita Bryant – Battle Hymn of the Republic

LYRIC
Battle Hymn of the Republic

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

He has sounded forth the trumpets that shall never call retreat
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answеr Him, be jubilant, my feet
While God is marching on

Chorus

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

Verse 3

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

Chorus

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

Chorus

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

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