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.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.