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Battle Hymn of the Republic.

have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;

He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored:
He hath loosed the fateful lightnings of his terrible swift sword;

His truth is marching on.

2 I have seen him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps:
They have builded him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;

His day is marching on.

3 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:
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching on."

4 He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat:
He is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment seat;
O, be swift, my soul, to answer him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.

5 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 die to make men free,
While God is marching on.

The Cross and the

I "In this sign we conquer.'

Stars and Stripes."

'Tis the symbol of our faith,

Made holy by the might of love triumphant over death;
He finds his life who loseth it, forevermore it saith:

The Truth is marching on!

CHO. Glory, Glory Hallelujah!

The Truth is marching on!

Julia Ward Howe.

2 From age to age they gather, the brave of heart and strong,
In the strife of truth with error, of the right against the wrong;
I can see their gleaming banner, I can hear their triumph song:
The Right is marching on!

CHO. Glory, etc.

3 The earth is circling onward, out of shadow into light;

The stars have shone above us still, however dark the night.
For every martyr's stripe there glows a bar of morning bright,
And Love is marching on!

CHO. Glory, etc.

4 Lead on, O cross of martyr-faith: with thee is victory!

Shine o'er us, stars and reddening dawn, till the full day shall be!
On earth his kingdom cometh, and with joy our eyes shall see

Our God is marching on!

CHO. Glory, etc.

Frederick L. Hosmer.

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