Battle Hymn of the Republic 
 
Verse 1
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Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; 
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He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; 
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He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible, swift sword; 
    Bm       E         A 
His truth is mar-ching on. 
 
Chorus
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Glory! Glory! halle-lu- jah!   Glory! Glory! hallelu-jah! 
A        A           C#7   F#m      Bm       A         A7 
Glory! Glory! halle- lu - jah!  His truth is mar-ching on. 
 
[Verse 2  
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In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea,      
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With a glory in His bosom that trans-figures you and me; 
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As He died to make men holy, let us live to make men free, 
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While God is mar-ching on. 
 
A                            D                   A  A7 
Glory! Glory! halle-lu-jah   Glory! Glory halle-lu-jah 
A               C#7    F#m      Bm          A   A7 
Glory! Glory! halle-lu-jah his truth is arching on 
 
Verse 3
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I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps, 
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They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; 
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I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps: 
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His day is marching on. 
 
Chorus
A                              D                  A   A7 
Glory! Glory! halle-lu- jah!   Glory! Glory! hallelu-jah! 
A              C#7    F#m           Bm            A   A7 
Glory! Glory! halle- lu - jah!  His truth is mar-ching on. 
 
America the Beautiful 
 
[Verse 1  
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O beautiful for spacious skies, 
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For amber waves of grain, 
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For purple mountain majesties 
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Above the fruited plain! 
 
Chorus
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America! America! 
    Bm                A  A7 
God shed his grace on thee, 
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And crown thy good with brotherhood, 
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from sea to shining sea! 
 
[Verse 2)  
A               E 
O beautiful for pilgrims Feet 
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whose stern im-pas-sion'd stress 
      A         E 
A thor-ough-fare for freedom beat 
   C#7     F#m     E 
Across the wilderness 
 
Chorus: 
A         Bm    E 
America!  America! 
   Bm               A  A7 
God shed his grace on thee 
     D                  A 
And crown thy good with Brotherhood 
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from sea to shining sea  
 
(Verse 3) 
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O Beautiful for he-ros proved 
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in lib-er-at-ing strife 
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who more than self their country loved 
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and mercy more than life. 
 
(Chorus:) 
A          Bm   E 
America! America! 
    Bm               A  A7 
God shed his grace on thee 
    D                  A 
and crown thy good with Brotherhood 
      D  A  E   E7  A 
From sea to shining sea 
 
(Verse 4) 
A               E 
O beautiful for patriot dream 
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That sees beyond the years 
      A         E 
Thine alabaster cities gleam, 
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undimmed by human tears! 
 
Chorus
 A         Bm  E 
America! America! 
    Bm               A  A7 
God shed his grace on thee, 
     D                  A      
And crown thy good with brotherhood 
     D   A   E   E7 A     
From sea to shining sea!