Glory!

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 the fateful lightning of

His terrible swift sword

His truth is marching on

(oh marching on, oh marching on)

Glory, glory Hallelujah! Glory, glory Hallelujah! Glory, glory Hallelujah!

His truth is marching on

I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps

They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps

I can read His righteous sentence in the dim and flaring lamps

His day is marching on

Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah
Glory, glory, hallelujah

His truth 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

It’s 10.30. Stand strong, stay United, we got this.

Notice that we’re on days away from the most important election in history—and Trump team has not expended any ammunition. 😎

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And remember, God Wins.