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Yeah, yeah
Glory, glory
My eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord
He is trampling the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed the fateful lightening of his terrible swift sword
His truth is marching on
(Oh, marching on, oh, marching on)
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah (oh, hallelujah, God)
Glory, glory, hallelujah