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Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:[br]He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are [br]stored;[br]He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift [br]sword:[br]His truth is marching on.[br]Glory, glory, hallelujah![br]Glory, glory, hallelujah![br]Glory, glory, hallelujah![br]His truth is marching on.[br]I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,[br]They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;[br]I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:[br]His day is marching on.[br]I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:[br]"As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal;[br]Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,[br]Since God is marching on."[br]He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;[br]He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat:[br]Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet![br]Our God is marching on.[br]In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,[br]With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:[br]As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free,[br]While God is marching on.[br]He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,[br]He is Wisdom to the mighty, He is Succour to the brave,[br]So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of Time His [br]slave,[br]Our God is marching on.[br]