Our God is Marching On
Jan 16, 2021
Reflecting this morning on God, the great Ancient of Days, and thankful that our country was founded in covenant with Him. He is sitting on His Throne today as He has across all the ages.
I've listened to The Battle Hymn of the Republic, by Julia Ward Howe, a lot in the last few days. I didn't really ever know what, in the first verse, "He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored" meant. According to what I read in the dictionary, I take this to mean He is trampling out a season of time of unjust or oppressive situation or action, or policy that may inflame desire for vengeance.
People of God, may we with great diligence continuously unite our hearts in prayer that God's will be accomplished in our country, that we will be "a city on a hill" to shine to the world, as John Winthrop declared.
May we watch in great faith and expectation for God to accomplish His will. Our God is marching on.
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 watchfires
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 truth 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.
Chorus
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 die to make men free;
While God is marching on.
Chorus
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
His truth is marching on.
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Brenna Stull
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