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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.
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Author: William Steffe, 1852
Julia Ward Howe, 1819-1910
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