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Battle Hymn of the Republic

Text: Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910

Music: Anon., ca. 1861

  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, halleluja!
  Glory, glory, halelujah!
  Glory, glory, halelujah!
  His truth 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 live to make men free,
  While God is marching on.