Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory

1. 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,
His truth is marching on

2. 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

3. He has sounded forth the trumpet
That shall never sound retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts
Of all before his judgment seat.
O be swift, my soul, to answer
Him; be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.

4. 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

5. 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.