GLORY! GLORY! HALLELUJAH!
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 lightening
of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Chorus:
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.
Glory! Glory, hallelujah!
Glory! Glory, hallelujah!
Glory! Glory, hallelujah!
His day is marching on.
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.
Glory! Glory, hallelujah!
Glory! Glory, hallelujah!
Glory! Glory, hallelujah!
Our God is marching on.
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
die to make men free;
While God is marching on.
Glory! Glory, hallelujah!
Glory! Glory, hallelujah!
Glory! Glory, hallelujah!
While God is marching on.