1 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.
Refrain:
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
Glory! glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
2 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. [Refrain]
3 He has sounded forth the trumpet
that shall never call retreat,
He is sifting out the hearts of men
before His judgment seat;
O be swift, my soul, to answer Him!
be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on. [Refrain]
4 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. [Refrain]
Amen, amen.
