Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He has trampled out the vintage where the Grapes of Wrath are stored,
He has loosed the fearful 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.
I have seen him in the watchfires 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 truth is marching on
Glory, glory Hallelujah
Glory, glory Hallelujah
Glory, glory Hallelujah
His truth is marching on.
In the Shadow of the lilies, Christ was born across of 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 free.
Our God is marching on.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=irZmknvOB4I
I remember those days, when we were taught songs like The Battle Hymn and God Bless America. God forbid schools today teach anything with a whiff of religion. They’d rather give out condoms than teach something that would build moral character.
Here in the South we don’t get to hear Dixie in public much anymore either.
No poor bastard ever won a war by dying for his country. He won it by making other bastards die for their country.
- Gen. George S. Patton
Think of the cheerful song of "ring around the rosie" and the black death, then you'll get it.
I believe this revision is not recent, although I don't find a date for it by casual search. My impression is that it was circa 1900, although I can't substantiate this.