Sung by our prisoners in Libby Prison on hearing of the Brilliant Victory gained after the hard fought Battle of Gettysburg, Pa.

And as sung by Parson McKay, fresh from Libby Prison, before the United States Army Christian Commission, Washington, D. C.

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.

Chorus.--Glory, glory Hallelujah,
Glory, glory Hallelujah,
Glory, glory Hallelujah,
His truth is marching 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 can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.

Chorus.--Glory, glory Hallelujah, &c.

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.

Chorus.--Glory, glory Hallelujah, &c.

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

Chorus.--Glory, glory Hallelujah, &c.

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.

Chorus.--Glory, glory Hallelujah, &c.

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