Tone gốc: G
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Mine G eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:
He is C trampling out the vintage where the G grapes of wrath are stored;
He hath G loosed the fateful lightning of His B7 terrible swift Em7 sword:
His A7 truth is D7 marching G on.
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I G have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,
They have C builded Him an altar in the evening G dews and damps;
I can G read His righteous sentence by the B7 dim and flaring Em7 lamps:
His A7 day is D7 marching G on.
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I have G read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye C deal with my contemners, so with G you my grace shall deal;
Let the G Hero, born of woman, crush the B7 serpent with his Em7 heel,
Since A7 God is D7 marching G on."
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He has G sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is C sifting out the hearts of men bef G ore His judgment-seat:
Oh, be G swift, my soul, to answer Him! be B7 jubilant, my Em7 feet!
Our A7 God is D7 marching G on.
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In the G beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that trans G figures you and me:
As He G died to make men holy, let us B7 die to make men Em7 free,
While A7 God is D7 marching G on.
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He is G coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is C Wisdom to the mighty, He is G Succour to the brave,
So the G world shall be His footstool, and the B7 soul of Time His Em7 slave,
Our A7 God is D7 marching G on.
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