The Battle Hymn of the Republic
Julia Ward Howe, 1862


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 has loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword

His truth is marching on


Chorus:

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 built Him an alter in the evening dews and damps

I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps

His day is marching on.

Chorus

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;â€