Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord.
He is trampling out the vineyard where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
He is trampling out the vineyard where the grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
[Chorus]
Glory, glory, hallelujah! x3
His truth is marching on
(Our God is marching on) (While God is marching on)
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never sound retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgement seat
O be swift, my soul, to answer him! Be jubilant my feet!
Our God is marching on.
[Chorus]
Glory, glory, hallelujah! x3
His truth is marching on
(Our God is marching on) (While God is marching on)
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.
[Chorus]
Glory, glory, hallelujah! x3
His truth is marching on
(Our God is marching on) (While God is marching on)