[00:00.000] 作词 : Julia Ward Howe/William Steffe
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Julia Ward Howe/William Steffe
[00:26.952]Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
[00:32.120]He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored
[00:37.651]He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword
[00:42.531]His truth is marching on!
[00:48.369]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[00:53.525]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[00:59.020]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[01:03.836]His truth is marching on!
[01:09.623]I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps
[01:14.773]They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps
[01:20.036]I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps
[01:25.317]His day is marching on.
[01:30.742]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[01:36.037]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[01:41.416]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[01:46.152]His truth is marching on!
[01:52.381]He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat
[01:57.230]He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgement seat
[02:02.584]Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him be jubilant, my feet
[02:07.243]Our God is marching on!
[02:13.471]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[02:18.286]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[02:23.739]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[02:28.575]His truth is marching on!
[02:34.703]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[02:40.166]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[02:45.581]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[02:50.286]His truth is marching on!
[03:06.378]In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea
[03:16.306]With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me
[03:26.933]As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free
[03:37.484]While God is marching on
[03:49.288]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[03:59.757]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[04:09.562]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[04:18.515]His truth is marching on!
[04:47.501]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[04:54.480]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[04:59.615]Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
[05:05.198]His truth is marching on!

作词 : Julia Ward Howe/William Steffe
作曲 : Julia Ward Howe/William Steffe
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!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
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.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on!
He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgement seat
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him be jubilant, my feet
Our God 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!
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
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!