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 his truth is marching on 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 glory glory hallelujah glory glory hallelujah glory glory hallelujah his day is marching on 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 since god is marching on glory glory hallelujah glory glory hallelujah glory glory hallelujah since god is marching on he has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat he is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment seat oh be swift my soul to answer him be jubilant my feet our god is marching on glory glory hallelujah glory glory hallelujah glory glory hallelujah our 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 glory glory hallelujah glory glory hallelujah glory glory hallelujah while god is marching on he is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave he is wisdom to the mighty he is honor to the brave so the world shall be his footstool and the soul of wrong his slave our god is marching on glory glory hallelujah glory glory hallelujah glory glory hallelujah our god is marching on