[Verse 1]
Mine [C] eyes have seen the glory of the [C7] coming of the Lord;
He is [F] trampling out the vintage where the [C] grapes of wrath are [G7] stored;
He hath [C]loosed the fateful [C7]lightning of His [E7] terrible, swift [Am] sword; 
His truth is [G] marching [C] on.
 
[ CHORUS ]   [C] Glory! Glory! halle-[C7]-lu- jah!   [F] Glory! Glory! halle-[C7]-lu-jah!   [C] Glory! Glory! halle-[E7]-lu - [Am] jah!  His [G] truth is marching [C] on.
 
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 have read his righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps
His truth is marching on.

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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."
 
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I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnish'd rows of steel
As ye deal with my condemners so with you my grace shall deal
Let the hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel
His truth is marching on

[ CHORUS ] [C] Glory! Glory! halle-[C7]-lu- jah! [F] Glory! Glory! halle-[C7]-lu-jah! [C] Glory! Glory! halle-[E7]-lu - [Am] jah! His [G] truth is marching [C] on.

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat, 
He is sifting out the hearts of men be-fore His judgment seat; 
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him!  Be jubilant, my feet! 
Our God is marching on!
 
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In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that trans-figures you and me;
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free,
While God is marching on.
 
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We can almost hear the trumpet sound, the Lord’s return is near;
There are still so many people lost, His message they must hear; 
Father, give us one more moment, One more day, just one more year- 
With God we’re marching on.
 
[ CHORUS ] [C] Glory! Glory! halle-[C7]-lu- jah! [F] Glory! Glory! halle-[C7]-lu-jah! [C] Glory! Glory! halle-[E7]-lu - [Am] jah! His [G] truth is marching [C] on.