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Eben E. Rexford

Eben E. Rexford

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Hark! the tramping of an army,
Marching on with purpose strong,
With the pray'r of men and women,
All the earnest ranks along,
Rising to the God of battles,
For the putting down of wrong,
As the years go marching on.

Hark! the sound of falling fetters,
North and south and east and west,
And our brothers find their freedom,
And in finding it are blest
With a new and noble manhood
That shall stand a fiery test,
As the years go marching on.

See the men whose chains are broken,
Working steadfastly and true,
For their weak and fallen brothers,
With a hope they never knew,
Till they find their own salvation,
Brothers, we will work with you,
As the years go marching on.

God is leading on this army,
With its work for you and me,
Trust in Him, my tempted Brother,
'Twas His arm that set you free;
Think the strength of man is weakness,
And with God is victory,
As the years go marching on.

Chorus:
Glory, glory, glory, hear the mighty throng,
Glory, glory, glory, All the ranks along,
Rising to the God of battles,
For the putting down of wrong,
As the years go marching on.