Luyện nghe bài hát The Battle Hymn Of The Republic

Mine eyes have seen the
Of the coming of the
He is trampling out the
Where the grapes of are stored
He has loosed the fateful
Of His terrible swift
His truth is on

I seen him in the watch-fires
Of a hundred circling
have builded him an altar
In the evening dews and
I can read his righteous
By the dim and lamps
His day is on

I have read a fiery
Writ in burnish'd rows of
As ye deal my condemners
So you my grace shall deal
Let the hero, born of
Crush the serpent with his
God is marching on

Glory, glory,
Glory, glory,
Glory, glory,
Our God is on

He has sounded form the
That never call retreat
He is out the hearts of men
Before His
Oh, be swift, my
To him be jubilant, my feet
Our God is on

Glory, glory,
Glory, glory,
Glory, glory,
Our God is on

ln the beauty of the
Christ was across the sea
a glory in his bosom
That you and me
As he died to men holy
Let us to make men free
God is marching on

Glory, glory,
Glory, glory,
Glory, glory,
Our God is on