Song | Mine Eyes Have Seen The Glory |
Album | Praise! Our Songs And Hymns |
Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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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:
Our God Is Marching On.
Glory, Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory! Hallelujah
Our 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 Judgement-Seat:
Oh, Be Swift, My Soul, To Answer Him! Be Jubilant, My Feet!
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.