Verse 1
Mine eyCes have seen the glory of the Coming of the Lord;
He is tramFping out the vintage where the
graCpes of wrath are stored;
He hath looCsed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truFth is marcGhing oCn
Chorus
GlCory! Glory!, hallelujah!
GlFory! Glory!, halleClujah!
GlCory! Glory!, hallelujah!
His TrFuth is marcGhing oCn
I have seCen Him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builFded Him an altar in the
eveCning dews and damps;
I can reCad His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His dFay is marcGhing oCn
Chorus
GlCory! Glory!, hallelujah!
GlFory! Glory!, halleClujah!
GlCory! Glory!, hallelujah!
His TrFuth is marcGhing oCn
He has sounCded forth the trumpet that shall never sound retreat;
He is siftFing out the hearts of men befoCre His judgment seat;
O be swiCft, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet!
Our GoFd is marcGhing oCn
Chorus
GlCory! Glory!, hallelujah!
GlFory! Glory!, halleClujah!
GlCory! Glory!, hallelujah!
His TrFuth is marcGhing oCn
In the beaCuty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a gloFry in His bosom that transfCigures you and me;
As He diCed to make men holy, let us die to make men free;
While GoFd is marcGhing oCn