From the mount of heav’nly vision what a glory we behold! Eighteen hundred years of victory are tinging earth with gold; For the saints are overcoming with their testimony bold, The truth is marching on.
Refrain: Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! Glory, glory, hallelujah! The truth is marching on.
For the glory of the Father Jesus wrought in Galilee, Preached this wonderful salvation that delivers you and me; Now a million souls are telling of redemption full and free, While truth is marching on.
Eighteen hundred years of marching, eighteen hundred years of song, Still the Conqueror advances, and the time will not be long Till the Lord shall come in glory and shall overthrow the wrong, Our God is marching on.
Precious knowledge is increasing, evening light begins to glow, With the trump of full salvation many running to and fro; And the song of glory echoes, “Christ has washed us white as snow,” All glory to His name!
And the long-dispersed remnant of Jehovah’s chosen race Now are gath’ring from the nations to their ancient dwelling place; And the sinful world is surely in its final day of grace, The Lord is near at hand.
In the valley of decision there’s a battle drawing near, For the Gog and Magog powers round about the saints appear; But our God is our munition and our hearts shall never fear, The victory is sure.
On the blissful heights of glory we will shout the battle o’er, And in the golden city we will join the Conqueror, And when the war is over, with the saints forevermore We’ll crown Him with all praise.
http://brenthugh.com/piano/john-brown.html (14 July 2008)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Steffe (14 July 2008)
Harlan D. Sorrell, The "Last Reformation" Truth in Song (4)