The Battle Hymn of the Republic

  • Also Known As: Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory
  • Type: Song
  • Length: 4 minutes
I went to bed that night as usual, and slept, according to my wont, quite soundly. I awoke in the gray of the morning twilight; and as I lay waiting for the dawn, the long lines of the desired poem began to twine themselves in my mind. Having thought out all the stanzas, I said to myself, 'I must get up and write these verses down, lest I fall asleep again and forget them.' So, with a sudden effort, I sprang out of bed, and found in the dimness an old stump of a pen which I remembered to have used the day before. I scrawled the verses almost without looking at the paper.... I like this better than most things that I have written. Julia Ward Howe

The Battle Hymn of the Republic, also known as "Mine Eyes Have Seen the Glory" outside of the United States, is a patriotic song by American writer Julia Ward Howe. The music from the song "John Brown's Body". - AsNotedIn




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Timeline

Y/M/D Association Description Place Locale Food Event
1861/11/18 Julia Ward Howe Lyricist After hearing, "John Brown's Body", after a review of Union Infantry outside Washington on Upton Hill in Virginia, Rev James Clarke, suggest to Howe that she could write new words for the fight song. "I wish I might!," replied Mrs Howe. Arlington, VA Virginia
1861/11/18 James Freeman Clarke Life After hearing, "John Brown's Body", after a review of Union Infantry outside Washington on Upton Hill in Virginia, Rev James Clarke, suggest to Howe that she could write new words for the fight song. "I wish I might!," replied Mrs Howe. Arlington, VA Virginia
1861/11/19 Julia Ward Howe Lyricist Staying at the Willard Hotel in Washington on the night of November 18, Howe awakes and write the verses to the "Battle Hymn of the Republic" in the gray of the morning twilight. Willard Hotel Washington, DC
1862/02/00 Julia Ward Howe Lyricist "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" is published in The Atlantic Monthly.
1862/02/00 The Atlantic Monthly Publisher "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" is published in The Atlantic Monthly.
1897/05/31 Under light rain, The Shaw Memorial is unveiled. The crowd cheers, a band plays up "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" and an artillery battery on the Common fires a 17 gun salute. Three warships in the harbor each fire a 21 gun salute. Robert Gould Shaw and the 54th Regiment Memorial Boston Establishment of the Shaw Memorial

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Narrative Arts American Patriotic
Art Type Song


The Battle Hymn of the Republic

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

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.

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.

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.

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