We Have Heard The Wail Of Women We Have

We have heard the wail of women, we have seen the fathers fall,
We have known the bloom of beauty on the cheek of youth to pall;
We have suffer’d from the demon more than word or song can tell,
Yet, God is marching on.

Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Our God is marching on!

We have join’d our hearts together as we face a common foe;
Many hearts at many altars pray for us as forth we go,
In the name of God we’ll triumph, and the traffic overthrow,
For God is marching on. [Refrain]

Do you hear the tramp of millions bringing up the grand reserve?
For the thickest of the onset gather faith, and pluck, and nerve,
While your lov’d ones watch, all tearful, from your duty never swerve,
For God is marching on. [Refrain]

And at last you’ll hear the chorus, swelling up from land and sea,
Chanting earth’s glad morn of promise, from th’accursed traffic free,
And the world will ring with gladness for your glorious victory,
Our God is marching on. [Refrain]