Battle Hymn of the Republic

Mine eyes have seen the glory of [bad word] 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 [bad word] is marching on.
 [bad word] 
Glory, Glory Hallelujah, 
Glory, Glory Hallelujah,
Glory, Glory Hallelujah, 
His [bad word] is marching on.

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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. [bad word] 

I have read a fiery gospel write in burnished rows of steel: 
"As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My Grace shall deal;
Let the Hero, born of woman, [bad word] the serpent with his heel,
Since God is marching on." [bad word] 

He has sounded forth the [bad word] 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. [bad word] 

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. [bad word]