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 fatefull lightening of His terrible swift sword-His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps.They have builded Him an alter in the evening dews and damps;I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flareing lamps-His day 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;O be swift,my soul to answer Him,be jubilant,my feet!Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born accross 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. Battle Hymn Of The Republic, Julia Ward Howe 1861
Posted on: Mon, 01 Jul 2013 12:35:30 +0000
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