Battle Hymn of the Republic

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
 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 truth is marching on
 I have read a fiery gospel
 Writ in burnish'd rows of steel
 As ye deal with my condemners
 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
 His truth is marching on
 He has sounded form 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
 His truth 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
 Glory, glory, hallelujah
 Glory, glory, hallelujah
 Glory, glory, hallelujah
 His truth is marching on
 His truth is marching on