Bb
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
Eb Bb
He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored
Bb
He hath loos’d the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword
Cm7 F Bb
His truth is marching on
Bb
Glory glory hallelujah
Eb Bb
Glory glory hallelujah
Bb
Glory glory hallelujah
C7 F7 Bb
His truth is marching on
I’ve seen him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded him an alter in the evening dews and damps
I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps
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
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 hi 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
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