lu - jah! Glo-ry! glo - ry! Hal-le - lu - jah! His truth is marching on.

A-men.

By permission

thro' the per
o'er the tow

il

er

try should leave us

may the Heav'n - res

ous fight,

sing

steep,

no more?

cued land

O'er the ram - parts

As

it fit

ful

we watch'd were SO gal lant
ly blows, half conceals, half
Their blood has wash'd out their foul foot - steps' pol
Praise the Pow'r that hath made
and pre-serv'd us