F
Mine eyes have seen the glory 
Of the coming of the Lord 
              Bb
He is trampling out the vintage 
                  F
Where the grapes of wrath are stored 
                                        C
He hath loosed the fateful lightning 
            D          C       Bb   A
Of His terrible swift sword 
        G            C       F
His truth is marching on 
F
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
Bb                   F
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
           C          D  C  Bb A
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah 
       G            C        F C Bb A
His truth is marching on 
       G            C         F Bb C# D# F
His truth is marching on OOOOOOO