Glory, glory, hallelujah, &c.
He hath sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call
retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgement-seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul! to answer Him; be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.
I have seen Him in the watchfires of a hundred circling camps;
They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me:
As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free!
While God is marching on.
When Lincoln's first Emancipation Decree (made necessary by the
fact that so many blacks belonging to the disloyal were fighting
for the Union), that all slaves in the Rebel States from New
Year's Day, 1863, shall be free, is promulgated; and when, two
years later, the Constitution is amended so as to forbid slavery
all through the Republic, now again united; when the nation
generously provides food, shelter, and education for the
emancipated; and when the freed bondmen greet their liberty-
loving President in Southern streets with shouts of gratitude
and cries of 'Father Abraham'--you may know that John Brown's
soul is marching on.
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