Glory, Glory Hallelujah: Mine Eyes Have Seen The Glory #americancivilwar #christianmusic #freedom

Battle Hymn of the Republic (Country Version)

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Ranked among the top 10 traditional American patriotic songs, "Battle Hymn of the Republic" was penned by abolitionist poet Julia Ward Howe in 1861 to the tune of "John Brown's Body," on the eve of the American Civil War. Over the next 150 years, it became intertwined with the Suffrage Movement and the Civil Rights Movement. Notably, the last line Martin Luther King Jr. ever spoke in public was from this hymn: "Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord," during his April 3, 1968 speech supporting striking sanitation workers in Memphis.

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 die to make men free
While God is marching on

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While God is marching on