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Mine eyes have seen the glory |
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Of the coming of the Lord |
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He is trampling out the vintage |
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Where the grapes of wrath are stored |
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He has loosed the fateful lightening |
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Of His terrible swift sword |
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His truth is marching on |
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I have seen him in the watch-fires |
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Of a hundred circling camps |
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They have builded him an altar |
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In the evening dews and damps |
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I can read his righteous sentence |
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By the dim and flaring lamps |
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His day is marching on |
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Glory, glory, hallelujah |
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I have read a fiery gospel |
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Writ in burnish'd rows of steel |
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As ye deal with my condemners |
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So with you my grace shall deal |
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Let the hero, born of woman |
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Crush the serpent with his heel |
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Since God is marching on |
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He has sounded form the trumpet |
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That shall never call retreat |
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He is sifting out the hearts of men |
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Before His judgment-seat |
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Oh, be swift, my soul |
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To answer him be jubilant, my feet |
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Our God is marching on |
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Glory, glory, hallelujah |
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Our God is marching on |
