Battle Hymn of the Republic - Eugene Ormandy (尤金·奥曼迪)/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 has loosed the fateful

Lightening of His terrible swift sword

His truth is marching on

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

Glory Glory Hallelujah

Glory Glory Hallelujah

Glory Glory Hallelujah

His truth is marching on

Ln the beauty of the lillies 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

Glory Glory Hallelujah

Glory Glory Hallelujah

Glory Glory Hallelujah

His truth is marching on

Glory Glory Hallelujah

Glory Glory Hallelujah

Glory Glory Hallelujah

His truth is marching on