Judy Garland
The Battle Hymn of the Republic
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the LordHe is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are storedHe has loosed the fateful lightening of His terrible swift swordHis truth is marching onGlory, glory, HallelujahGlory, glory, HallelujahGlory, glory, HallelujahHis truth is marching onHe has sounded for the trumpet that shall never call retreatHe is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seatOh, be swift, my soul to answer Him, be jubilant, my feetOur God is marching onGlory, glory, HallelujahGlory, glory, HallelujahGlory, glory, HallelujahHis truth is marching onIn the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the seaWith a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and meAs He died to make men holy let us die to make men freeWhile God is marching onGlory, glory, HallelujahLetras de cancionesGlory, glory, HallelujahGlory, glory, HallelujahHis truth is marching onGlory, glory, HallelujahGlory, glory, HallelujahGlory, glory, HallelujahHis truth is marching onAmen
From Letras Mania