1. Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;
He is lifting up the proletariat unto their just reward;
He hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword;
Our truth is marching on.

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⁠Glory ! glory! Hallelujah!
⁠Glory ! glory! Hallelujah!
Our truth is marching on.

2. ⁠I have seen him in the fires of the eyes
In the people's tears in the voices of their cries ;
I can hear his righteous word in the square and in the herd,
Our day is marching on.

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3. we are sounded forth the trumpet that shall nev er call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before our judgment meet;
O be swift, our souls, to answer him ; be jubilant, our feet!
Our God is marching on.

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4. ⁠Beneath the boots of the Bourgeois our movement was born across the sea,
With a glory in the words that transfigures you and me;
As we die to make men bleed, let us die to make men free!
While our god is marching on.

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