Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is t rampling out the vintage where the g rapes of wrath are s tored
He hath l oosed the fateful lightning of His t errible swift s word
His t ruth is m arching o n
Glory glory hallelujah
Glory glory halle lujah
Glory glory hallel ujah
His t ruth is m arching o n
I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps
They have b uildth Him an altar in the e vening dews and d amps
I can r ead His righteous sentence by the ( dim)and flaring lamps
His d ay is m arching o n
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea
With a g lory in His bosom that transf igures you and m e
As He d ied to make men holy let us d ie to make men f ree
While G od is m arching o n