He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat;
He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment-seat;
Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! Be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on.

(Chorus)

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*,[14]
While God is marching on.

(Chorus)

* Many modern recordings of the Battle Hymn of the Republic utilize the lyric
"As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free" as opposed to
the lyric originally written by Julia Ward Howe.