Dionne Warwick - Battle Hymn Of The Republic lyrics
[Dionne Warwick - Battle Hymn Of The Republic lyrics]
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
His truth is marching
Glory, glory, Hallelujah! Glory, glory
Hallelujah! Glory, glory
Hallelujah! His truth is marching on
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
Hallelujah, Hallelujah!
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 live to make men free
While God is marching on
Glory, glory, Hallelujah! Glory, glory
Hallelujah! Glory, glory
Hallelujah! His truth is marching on!
His truth is marching on! And on and
On and on and on and on