Chords for JUDY COLLINS - "Battle Hymn Of The Republic"

[G] At the Willard Hotel in Washington, D.C., the poet Julia Ward Howe awoke from a spectacular dream. _
That day she had heard a regiment singing John Brown's Body and had fallen asleep with the song ringing in her head. _
And now, in the [Bb] dark, she got up and scribbled new words with the stub of a pen. _
_ _ _ 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 has loosed the fateful lightning [G] of his terrible [Bb] swift sword. _
His [F] truth is marching on. _ _ _ _
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_ 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.
_ His truth is _ marching _ _ _ on. _ _ _ _ _
Glory, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ glory, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
hallelujah.
His truth is _ marching _ _ _ on. _ _ _
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