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Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory

Mine eyes have 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.

REFRAIN
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.

I have 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 hid righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.

He has sounded forth the the trumpet that shall never  call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before the judgment seat;
O 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 bossom that transfigures you and me;
As he died to make mne holy. Let us die to make men free!
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.

 

Accad

My grandparents were UCCP, my parents are UCCP, I'm born a UCCP and I will be forever a UCCP.

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