Lunar State (Lunar State)

National Anthem
The national anthem, the Battle Hymn of the Republic, was chosen after a national election and was chosen 75-7. for more information go to: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_Hymn_of_the_Republic

Lyrics

 * Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord:
 * He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;
 * He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword:
 * His truth is marching on.
 * (Chorus)
 * Glory, glory, Hallelujah:
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * His truth is marching on.
 * I have seen Him in the watch-fires of a hundred circling camps,
 * They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps;
 * I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps:
 * His day is marching on.
 * (Chorus)
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * His day is marching on.
 * I have read a fiery gospel writ in burnished rows of steel:
 * "As ye deal with my contemners, so with you my grace shall deal;
 * Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with his heel,
 * Since God is marching on."
 * (Chorus)
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Since God is marching on.
 * 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)
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Our God is marching on.
 * In the beauty of the lilies Chirst 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,
 * While God is marching on.
 * (Chorus)
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * While God is marching on.
 * He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave,
 * He is Wisdom to the mighty, He is Succour to the brave,
 * So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of Time His slave,
 * Our God is marching on.
 * (Chorus)
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Glory, glory, hallelujah!
 * Our God is marching on.