歌词

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 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 die to make men free His truth 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
Writer(s): Osman Bashiri, Julia Ward Howe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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