Wanda Jackson - Battle Hymn of the Republic (Glory, Glory, Hallelujah) lyrics
[Wanda Jackson - Battle Hymn of the Republic Glory, Glory, Hallelujah lyrics]
The coming of the Lord
He is tramping out the vintage where
The grapes of wrath are stored
He has loosed the fateful lightning
Of His terrible swift sword
Our God is marching on
Glory glory, hallelujah
Glory glory, hallelujah
Glory glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
In the beauty of the lilies
Christ was born across the sea
With the glory in His bosom
That transfigures you and me
He died to make men holy
Let us die to make men free
Our God is marching on
Glory glory, hallelujah
Glory glory, hallelujah
Glory glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
Glory glory, hallelujah
Glory glory, hallelujah
Glory glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
Glory glory, hallelujah
Glory glory, hallelujah
Glory glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
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