Misc Traditional - Battle hymn of the republic

^GMine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord. He is ^Ctrampling out the vintage where the ^Ggrapes of wrath are stored. He hath ^Gloosed the fateful lightning of his ^Emterrible swift sword. His ^Amtruth is ^D7marching ^Gon.

^GGlory, glory, Hallelujah! ^CGlory, glory, Halle^Glujah! ^GGlory, glory, Hallelu^Emjah! His ^Amtruth is ^D7marching ^Gon.

^GI have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps. They have ^Cbuilded Him an altar in the ^Gevening dews and damps. I can ^Gread His righteous sentence by the ^Emdim and flaring lamps: His ^Amday is ^D7marching ^Gon.

^GGlory, glory, Hallelujah! ^CGlory, glory, Halle^Glujah! ^GGlory, glory, Hallelu^Emjah! His ^Amtruth is ^D7marching ^Gon.

^GHe has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is ^Csifting out the hearts of men be^Gfore his judgement seat. O be ^Gswift my soul, to answer him, be ^Emjubilant my feet! Our ^AmGod is ^D7marching ^Gon.

^GGlory, glory, Hallelujah! ^CGlory, glory, Halle^Glujah! ^GGlory, glory, Hallelu^Emjah! His ^Amtruth is ^D7marching ^Gon.

^GIn the beauty of the lilies, Christ was born across the sea. With a ^Cglory in his bosom that trans^Gfigures you and me. As he ^Gdied to make men holy, let us ^Emdie to make men free! While ^AmGod is ^D7marching ^Gon.

^GGlory, glory, Hallelujah! ^CGlory, glory, Halle^Glujah! ^GGlory, glory, Hallelu^Emjah! His ^Amtruth is ^D7marching ^Gon.

^GHe is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave; He is ^Cwisdom to the mighty, he is ^Ghonor to the brave. So the ^Gworld shall be his footstool and the ^Emsoul of wrong his slave. Our ^AmGod is ^D7marching ^Gon.

^GGlory, glory, Hallelujah! ^CGlory, glory, Halle^Glujah! ^GGlory, glory, Hallelu^Emjah! His ^Amtruth is ^D7marching ^Gon.