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
Glory glory Hallelujah
Glory glory Hallelujah
Glory glory Hallelujah
His truth is marching on
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
Glory glory Hallelujah
Glory glory Hallelujah
Glory glory Hallelujah
His truth is marching on