1. 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 has loosed the fateful lightning Of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. Refrain: Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. 2. He has sounded forth the trumpet That shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men Gefore His judgment seat; O be swift, my soul, to answer Him; Be jubilant, my feet!His truth is marching on. 3. 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 live to make men free! His truth is marching on.