Battle Hymn Of The Republic-Gene Harris

Battle Hymn Of The Republic - Gene Harris 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 has loosed the fateful lightening of His terrible swift sword His truth is marching on Glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah His truth is marching on He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never sound 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 For my God is marching on Everyday I sing glory, glory, hallelujah Everyday, glory, glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah For my God is marching on Marching on, marching on, 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 march, He's marching on Glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah His truth is marching on Glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah Glory, glory, hallelujah His truth is marching on His truth is marching on His truth is marching on