[00:12:000]Mine eyes have seen the glory
[00:15:000]Of the coming of the Lord
[00:19:000]He is trampling out the vintage
[00:23:000]Where the grapes of wrath are stored
[00:26:000]He has loosed the fateful lightening
[00:30:000]Of His terrible swift sword
[00:33:000]His truth is marching on
[00:42:000]I have seen him in the watch-fires
[00:45:000]Of a hundred circling camps
[00:49:000]They have builded him an altar
[00:52:000]In the evening dews and damps
[00:55:000]I can read his righteous sentence
[00:58:000]By the dim and flaring lamps
[01:02:000]His day is marching on
[01:09:000]Glory, glory, hallelujah
[01:45:000]I have read a fiery gospel
[01:49:000]Writ in burnish'd rows of steel
[01:51:000]As ye deal with my condemners
[01:55:000]So with you my grace shall deal
[01:59:000]Let the hero, born of woman
[02:01:000]Crush the serpent with his heel
[02:04:000]Since God is marching on
[02:14:000]He has sounded form the trumpet
[02:17:000]That shall never call retreat
[02:20:000]He is sifting out the hearts of men
[02:24:000]Before His judgment-seat
[02:27:000]Oh, be swift, my soul
[02:29:000]To answer him be jubilant, my feet
[02:34:000]Our God is marching on
[02:41:000]Glory, glory, hallelujah
[02:59:000]Our God is marching on