D7   G
Mine eyes have seen the glory
G
Of the coming of the Lord;
        C
He is trampling out the vintage
            G                  D7
Where the grapes of wrath are stored;
         G
He hath loosed the fateful lightning
        B7             Em
Of His terrible swift sword;
     Am       D7      G
His truth is marching on...

          G
      Glory, glory, hallelujah!
          C
      Glory, glory, hallelujah!
          G                B7 Em
      Glory, glory, hallelujah!
             Am       D7      G
      His truth 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 live to make men free,
While God is marching on.