Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the 
LordHe 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 all)
Glory, glory, hallelujah(Glory all)
Glory, glory, hallelujah(Glory all, glory all)
Glory, glory, hallelujah(Glory all)
His truth is marching on
I've seen 
Him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps
They have builded 
Him an altar in the evening dews and damps
I can read 
His righteous sentence in the dim and flaring lamps
His day 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 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
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
His truth is marching on
Amen, amen