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he hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword;
his truth is marching on. glory
glory
he hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword;
his truth is marching on. glory
glory
of his terrible swift sword
his truth is marching on
i have seen him in the watch-fires
of his terrible swift sword
his truth is marching on
i have seen him in the watch-fires
he hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword;
his truth is marching on. sing it!
glory! glory! hallelujah! glory! glory! hallelujah!
he hath loosed the fateful lightning of his terrible swift sword;
his truth is marching on. sing it!
glory! glory! hallelujah! glory! glory! hallelujah!
of his terrible swift sword
his truth is marching on
glory
of his terrible swift sword
his truth is marching on
glory
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
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
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
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
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
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
hallelujah
his truth is marching on
so hush
hallelujah
his truth is marching on
so hush
hallelujah
this truth is marching on
so hush little baby
hallelujah
this truth is marching on
so hush little baby