Wanda Jackson Battle Hymn of the Republic Lyrics:
BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC Writer Julia Ward Howe
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. 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
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righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps,
His day is marching on. I have read His fiery
gospel writ in rows of burnished 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 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. 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 die to make men free! While God
is marching on.
Lyrics: Battle Hymn of the Republic, Wanda Jackson [end]