Mine eyes have seen the glory, Of the coming of the lord
He is trampling out the vintage
Where the grapes of wrath are stored
He hath loosed his 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
E por fim entronizado as nações há de julgar
Todos, grandes e pequenos, o Juiz hão de encarar
E os remidos triunfantes la no ceu hão de cantar
Venceu o Rei Jesus!
Gloria, gloria, aleluia. Gloria, gloria, aleluia
Gloria, gloria, aleluia
Vencendo vem Jesus!
Glory, glory, hallelujah. Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Vencendo vem Jesus!
His truth is marching on
His truth is marching on