The Columbia River Players - Battle Hymn of the Republic
My 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
Glory Glory Hallelujah
Glory Glory Hallelujah
Glory Glory Hallelujah
His truth is marching on
I have seen Him in the watchfires
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
He has sounded forth the trumpet
That shall never call retreat
He is sifting out the hearts of men
Before His judgement 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