The Battle Hymn of the Republic - Mormon Tabernacle Choir

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 call retreat

He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgement seat.

O be swift, my soul, to answer Him and be jubilant my feet

His truth is marching on!

Glory, glory hallelujah!

Glory, glory hallelujah!

Glory, glory hallelujah!

His truth is marching on!

In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea

With the glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me.

As He died to make men holy let us live to make men free

While God is marching on!

Glory, glory hallelujah!

Glory, glory hallelujah!

Glory, glory hallelujah!

His truth is marching on!

His truth is marching on!