Difference between revisions of "Hymn of the Republic"
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| − | + | Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; <br> | |
| − | He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; | + | He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;<br> |
| − | He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; | + | He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;<br> |
| − | His truth is marching on. | + | His truth is marching on.<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.<br> |
| − | I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps | + | I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps<br> |
| − | They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; | + | They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;<br> |
| − | I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; | + | I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;<br> |
| − | His day is marching on. | + | His day is marching on.<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on. | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.<br> |
| − | I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel; | + | I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;<br> |
| − | “As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”; | + | “As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal”;<br> |
| − | Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel, | + | Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,<br> |
| − | Since God is marching on. | + | Since God is marching on.<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on. | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Since God is marching on.<br> |
| − | He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; | + | He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;<br> |
| − | He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat; | + | He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat;<br> |
| − | Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet; | + | Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet;<br> |
| − | Our God is marching on. | + | Our God is marching on.<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on. | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.<br> |
| − | In the beauty of the lilies, Our Lord was born across the sea, | + | In the beauty of the lilies, Our Lord was born across the sea,<br> |
| − | With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me: | + | With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:<br> |
| − | As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free; | + | As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free;<br> |
| − | While God is marching on. | + | While God is marching on.<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on. | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.<br> |
| − | He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave, | + | He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,<br> |
| − | He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave; | + | He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave;<br> |
| − | So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave, | + | So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave,<br> |
| − | Our God is marching on. | + | Our God is marching on.<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!<br> |
| − | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on. | + | Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.<br> |
Revision as of 02:33, 1 June 2006
Lyrics
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.
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 righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His day is marching on.
I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of 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.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! 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.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies, Our Lord 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.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! While God is marching on.
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.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Our God is marching on.
