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*Poet: [[Julia Ward Howe]], 1861
 
*Poet: [[Julia Ward Howe]], 1861
 
*Copyright: [[Public Domain]]
 
*Copyright: [[Public Domain]]
==Lyrics from [http://books.google.com/books?id=39oB-ufp2SYC&pg=PA758&dq=%22Battle+Hymn+of+the+Republic%22+hymnal&as_brr=1#PPA759,M1 The Hymnal: By United Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A., 1919 (no. 758)]==
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==Lyrics from [http://books.google.com/books?id=39oB-ufp2SYC&pg=PA758&dq=%22Battle+Hymn+of+the+Republic%22+hymnal&as_brr=1#PPA758,M1 The Hymnal: By United Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A., 1919 (no. 758)]==
 
:1. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
 
: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 is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;

Revision as of 16:01, 22 April 2008

Mine eyes have seen the glory or Battle Hymn of the Republic written in 1861 by Julia Ward Howe.

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Lyrics

Lyrics from The Hymnal: By United Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A., 1919 (no. 758)

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:
Chorus
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:
Chorus
His day is marching on.
3. I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Chorus
Since God is marching on."
4. 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!
Chorus
Our God is marching on.
5. 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[1] to make men free,
Chorus
While God is marching on.

Footnotes/References

  1. Some later hymnals change this to live.

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