Mine eyes 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 lightning of His terrible swift sword;
His truth is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never sound 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.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in the bosom that transfigures you and me;
As he dies to make men holy, let us teach to make men free;
While God is marching on.
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While God is marching on.
Crunchy Chicken
10 years ago
2 comments:
Thanks Mindy. I opened this early this morning --- just what I needed to start my day--- a good reminder of all the beauty around us and who gave it to us. Glory to God. Thanks.
Wow! Wasn't that amazing, goose bump, chills, incredible Sunday night?! Everyone was really into it too. God, truth, freedom and patriotism...definitely a great mix. Looking to that Glory Land!
Love ya!
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