Battle hymn of the republic

 F
Mine eyes have seen the glory
Of the coming of the Lord
              Bb
He is trampling out the vintage
                  F
Where the grapes of wrath are stored
                                        C
He hath loosed the fateful lightning
            D          C       Bb   A
Of His terrible swift sword
        G            C       F
His truth is marching on
F
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah
Bb                   F
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah
           C          D  C  Bb A
Glory, Glory, Hallelujah
       G            C        F C Bb A
His truth is marching on
       G            C         F Bb C# D# F
His truth is marching on OOOOOOO