letra de julia ward howe - battle hymn of the republic - richard mitchley
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 hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword:
his truth is marching on
i have seen him in the watch-fires 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 day is marching on
i have read a fiery gospеl writ in burnished rows of steel:
“as ye deal with my contеmners, so with you my grace shall deal;
let the hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel
since god is marching on.”
he has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
he is sifting out the hearts of men before his judgment-seat:
oh, be swift, my soul, to answer him! be jubilant, my feet!
our god 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
while god is marching on
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