Hi All
Further information on "Battle Hymn of the Republic" is available on:
http://www.cyberhymnal.org/htm/b/h/bhymnotr.htm
The music is to "John Brown's Body" (later also used for "Solidarity Forever," an old union song), to wit:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Brown%27s_Body
Interesting how these things develop. To paraphrase Topsy (from Uncle Tom's Cabin), it just growed.
Louise
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To: Ted Samsel <tbsam...@infionline.net>, Texascavers <Texascavers@texascavers.com>
Subject: Re: [Texascavers] RE: Gory, Gory, what a hell of a way to die (Blood Upon the Risers)
Date: Wed, 08 Aug 2007 13:33:05 +0000
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Just to clear this up for our foreign born readers-
The song from which all these Gory Gory lyrics are derived is The Battle Hymn of the Republic circa the US civil war.
Yes it's religious. Yes it's political.
It's the unofficial anthem of the Republican Party.
It goes like this:
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.
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
I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
"As ye deal with my condemners, 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
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
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
He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
He is Wisdom to the mighty, He is Succour to the brave,
So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of Time His slave,
Our God is marching on.
Chorus
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