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Sunday, May 29, 2011

~~~~ Freedom Isn't Free ~~~~

This Hymn was born during the American Civil War.
Julia Howe visited a Union Army camp on the
Potomac River near Washington D.C.
She heard the soldiers singing the song
"John Brown's Body" and was taken with
the strong marching beat.
                                      She wrote these words the very next day...                                  
                                                                  Julia W Howe, 1861.
Battle Hymn Of The Republic

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.
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 have read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps;
His day is marching on.
 Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
 Glory, Glory, Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel;
As ye deal with My contempters, so with you My grace shall deal,
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
 He has sounded forth the trumpet 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.
 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;
While God is marching on.

 Home of the Free
Because of the Brave
To "you" our heroes
Sons, brothers, fathers, friends
who have paid the price
for our Freedom
We will never forget you
~~~ Thank You ~~~

1 comment:

  1. Hi Connie.. I think of you often no free time it seems for much more then makin beds and cleanin..lol..

    Thank you for such a beautiful tribute.. I loved it and God Bless this little old lap top it got enough signal here in the camper to play the song.. That Doesn't happen often...
    Hope you had a great weekend!!
    Take care and God Bless