Battle Hymn of the Republic

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on

He has 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

Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on

(Ooooo)

[Spoken]
Know, I don't know who I'm preaching for today, maybe I'm preaching for myself. But if there's anyone out there today, who's thinking 'I want to come home'. I'm so tired of being our there by myself, fighting by myself, I just want to go home

[Trumpet solo.]