Текст песни Гимн аболиционистов США - The Battle Hymn of the Republic

«Боевой гимн Республики» (англ. The Battle Hymn of the Republic) — американская патриотическая песня, в основе которой лежит музыка песни аболиционистов «Тело Джона Брауна» (первоначально написанной в честь Джона Брауна — борца за расовое равноправие, поднявшего в 1859 году восстание против рабства в США и казненного за мятеж). В подавляющем большинстве случаев исполняется со словами, написанными в 1861 году, впервые опубликованными в The Atlantic Monthly в 1862 году и приобретшими популярность среди северян во время Гражданской войны в США. Песня написана в жанре протестантского религиозного гимна. Известна, прежде всего, благодаря рефрену Glory, glory, hallelujah! (Слава, слава, Аллилуйя!).

Lirycs

1

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.

CHORUS

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.

2

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 by the dim and flaring lamps:
His day is marching on.

CHORUS

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His day is marching on.

3

I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal;
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching on."

CHORUS

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Since God is marching on.

4

He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat:
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.

CHORUS

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is marching on.

5

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 die to make men free,
While God is marching on.

CHORUS

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
While God is marching on.

6

The Battle Hymn of the Republic of the Republic is an American patriotic song, which is based on the music of the song of the John Brown’s body (originally written in honor of John Brown, a fighter for racial equality, who raised an uprising in 1859 Against slavery in the USA and executed for rebellion). In the vast majority of cases, it is performed with the words written in 1861, first published in The Atlantic Monthly in 1862 and gained popularity among northerners during the civil war in the United States. The song is written in the genre of Protestant religious anthem. Known, first of all, thanks to the refrain Glory, Glory, Hallelujah! (Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!).

Lirycs

one

Mine Eyes has Seen The Glory of the Coming of the Lord:
He is trampling out the vintage there the grapes of wrath are stud;
He Hath Loined the Fateful Lightning of His Terrible Swift Sword:
HIS Truth is marching on.

Chorus

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
HIS Truth is marching on.

2

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 by the Dim and Flaring Lamps:
HIS Day is marching on.

Chorus

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
HIS Day is marching on.

3

I have Read a Fiery Gospel Writ in Burnined Roings of Steel:
"As Ye Deal with My Contemners, So with You My Grace Shall Deal;
Let the Hero, Born of Woman, Crush The Serpent with His Heel,
SINCE God is marching on. "

Chorus

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
SINCE God is marching on.

four

He has sounded for forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men Before HIS Judgment-Eat:
Oh, be swift, My Soul, to Anter Him! Be Jubilant, My Feet!
OUR God is marching on.

Chorus

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
OUR God is marching on.

5

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 to make to make men free,
While God is marching on.

Chorus

Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
While God is marching on.

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