Uploaded April 2025 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago
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Hello! This is a piano instrumental of the “Battle Hymn of the Republic,” one of the most famous songs of the American Civil War. This is the last of my 15 favorite Civil War songs that I wanted to make instrumentals of!
Discord: discord.com/invite/SGMHeZ7
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The lyrics to the “Battle Hymn of the Republic” were written in 1861 by Julia Ward Howe (1819-1910) during the American Civil War. Howe’s lyrics were adapted from the marching song “John Brown’s Body,” which was written about the abolitionist John Brown (1800-1859), who was executed after inciting a slave rebellion.
The tune of the song came from a folk hymn known as “Glory Hallelujah” or “Say, Brothers, Will You Meet Us,” which developed in Protestant camp meetings in the 1700s.
The image in the video is an 1887 painting titled “Battle of Antietam,” by Thule de Thulstrup. It depicts the charge of the Iron Brigade near the Dunker Church on September 17, 1862.
Lyrics:
I
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.
II
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
III
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
IV
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 live to make men free,
While God is marching on.
Chorus
Lyrics for “John Brown’s Body”
Old John Brown's body lies a moldering in the grave,
While weep the sons of bondage whom he ventured all to save;
But though he sleeps his life was lost while struggling for the slave,
His soul is marching on.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His soul is marching on.
John Brown was a hero, undaunted, true and brave,
And Kansas knew his valor when he fought her rights to save;
And now, though the grass grows green above his grave,
His soul is marching on.
(Chorus)
He captured Harper's Ferry, with his nineteen men so few,
And frightened "Old Virginny" till she trembled through and through
They hung him for a traitor, themselves a traitor crew,
But his soul is marching on.
(Chorus)
John Brown was John the Baptist of the Christ we are to see—
Christ who of the bondmen shall the Liberator be,
And soon throughout the Sunny South the slaves shall all be free,
For his soul is marching on.
(Chorus)
The conflict that he heralded he looks from heaven to view,
On the army of the Union with its flag red, white and blue.
And heaven shall ring with anthems o'er the deed they mean to do,
For his soul is marching on.
(Chorus)
Ye soldiers of Freedom, then strike, while strike ye may,
The death blow of oppression in a better time and way,
For the dawn of old John Brown has brightened into day,
And his soul is marching on.
(Chorus)
Lyrics for “Say, Brothers”
I
Say, brothers, will you meet us (3x)
On Canaan’s happy shore.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, hallelujah! (3x)
Forever, evermore!
II
By the grace of God we’ll meet you (3x)
Where parting is no more.
Chorus
III.
Jesus lives and reigns forever (3x)
On Canaan’s happy shore.
Chorus
This music was made with Logic Pro.
Listen on Spotify: open.spotify.com/album/0Gt38YT4AQDg4xRLFH5xuD?si=BNV8P5WQTlqoVoj8rlwA6A
Apple Music: music.apple.com/us/album/historical-songs-on-piano-the-american-civil-war/1810528848
Hello! This is a piano instrumental of the “Battle Hymn of the Republic,” one of the most famous songs of the American Civil War. This is the last of my 15 favorite Civil War songs that I wanted to make instrumentals of!
Discord: discord.com/invite/SGMHeZ7
Instagram: instagram.com/forterepublic
The lyrics to the “Battle Hymn of the Republic” were written in 1861 by Julia Ward Howe (1819-1910) during the American Civil War. Howe’s lyrics were adapted from the marching song “John Brown’s Body,” which was written about the abolitionist John Brown (1800-1859), who was executed after inciting a slave rebellion.
The tune of the song came from a folk hymn known as “Glory Hallelujah” or “Say, Brothers, Will You Meet Us,” which developed in Protestant camp meetings in the 1700s.
The image in the video is an 1887 painting titled “Battle of Antietam,” by Thule de Thulstrup. It depicts the charge of the Iron Brigade near the Dunker Church on September 17, 1862.
Lyrics:
I
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.
II
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
III
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
IV
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 live to make men free,
While God is marching on.
Chorus
Lyrics for “John Brown’s Body”
Old John Brown's body lies a moldering in the grave,
While weep the sons of bondage whom he ventured all to save;
But though he sleeps his life was lost while struggling for the slave,
His soul is marching on.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
His soul is marching on.
John Brown was a hero, undaunted, true and brave,
And Kansas knew his valor when he fought her rights to save;
And now, though the grass grows green above his grave,
His soul is marching on.
(Chorus)
He captured Harper's Ferry, with his nineteen men so few,
And frightened "Old Virginny" till she trembled through and through
They hung him for a traitor, themselves a traitor crew,
But his soul is marching on.
(Chorus)
John Brown was John the Baptist of the Christ we are to see—
Christ who of the bondmen shall the Liberator be,
And soon throughout the Sunny South the slaves shall all be free,
For his soul is marching on.
(Chorus)
The conflict that he heralded he looks from heaven to view,
On the army of the Union with its flag red, white and blue.
And heaven shall ring with anthems o'er the deed they mean to do,
For his soul is marching on.
(Chorus)
Ye soldiers of Freedom, then strike, while strike ye may,
The death blow of oppression in a better time and way,
For the dawn of old John Brown has brightened into day,
And his soul is marching on.
(Chorus)
Lyrics for “Say, Brothers”
I
Say, brothers, will you meet us (3x)
On Canaan’s happy shore.
Chorus:
Glory, glory, hallelujah! (3x)
Forever, evermore!
II
By the grace of God we’ll meet you (3x)
Where parting is no more.
Chorus
III.
Jesus lives and reigns forever (3x)
On Canaan’s happy shore.
Chorus
This music was made with Logic Pro.
![State Anthem of Ukraine – Piano Instrumental [Ще не вмерла Україна – Державний гімн України]
This is a piano instrumental of the national anthem of Ukraine.
Ще не вмерла України і слава, і воля (Shche ne vmerla Ukrainy i slava, i volia) is the state anthem of Ukraine. It was formerly the national anthem of the Ukrainian Peoples Republic, the West Ukrainian Peoples Republic, and Carpatho-Ukraine. Following Ukraines secession from the Soviet Union, the song was officially adopted as Ukraines national anthem in 1992.
The current lyrics to the anthem are a modified version of the first stanza of a patriotic poem written in 1862 by Ukrainian poet Pavlo Chubynsky. Ukrainian composer Mykhailo Verbytsky composed the musical setting for Chubynksys text in 1863.
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Official Lyrics:
Ще не вмерла України і слава, і воля,
Ще нам, браття молодії, усміхнеться доля.
Згинуть наші воріженьки, як роса на сонці.
Запануєм і ми, браття, у своїй сторонці.
𝄆 Душу й тіло ми положим за нашу свободу,
І покажем, що ми, браття, козацького роду. 𝄇
Transliteration:
Shche ne vmerla Ukrayina, ni slava, ni volya,20
Shche nam, brattia ukrayintsi, usmikhnetsia dolia.
Zhynut nashi vorozhenky, yak rosa na sontsi,
Zapanuyem i my, brattia, u svoyiy storontsi.
𝄆 Dushu y tilo my polozhym za nashu svobodu,
I pokazhem, shcho my, brattia, kozatskoho rodu. 𝄇
English Translation:
The glory of Ukraine has not yet perished, nor the will.
Still upon us, young brothers, fate shall smile.
Our enemies shall vanish, like dew in the sun.
We too shall rule, brothers, our country.
𝄆 Soul and body shall we lay down for our freedom,
And we will show, brothers, that we are of the Cossack nation! 𝄇 State Anthem of Ukraine – Piano Instrumental [Ще не вмерла Україна – Державний гімн України]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/e230mCONuQo/mqdefault.jpg)



![La Marseillaise – Lullaby Version (Music Box)
Good day! This is a lullaby instrumental version of “La Marseillaise,” the national anthem of France. “La Marseillaise was written by Claude Joseph Rouget de Lisle in Strasbourg in 1792, originally titled “Chant de guerre pour l’Armée du Rhin,” or “War Song for the Army of the Rhine.”
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The image in the video is a painting titled La Marseillaise, by Jean Beraud.
Lyrics:
Allons enfants de la Patrie,
Le jour de gloire est arrivé !
Contre nous de la tyrannie
Létendard sanglant est levé, (bis)
Entendez-vous dans les campagnes
Mugir ces féroces soldats ?
Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras
Égorger vos fils, vos compagnes !
Refrain :
𝄆 Aux armes, citoyens,
Formez vos bataillons,
Marchons, marchons !
Quun sang impur
Abreuve nos sillons ! 𝄇
Que veut cette horde desclaves,
De traîtres, de rois conjurés ?
Pour qui ces ignobles entraves,
Ces fers dès longtemps préparés ? (bis)
Français, pour nous, ah ! quel outrage
Quels transports il doit exciter !
Cest nous quon ose méditer
De rendre à lantique esclavage !
Refrain
Quoi ! des cohortes étrangères
Feraient la loi dans nos foyers !
Quoi ! Ces phalanges mercenaires
Terrasseraient nos fiers guerriers ! (bis)
Grand Dieu ! Par des mains enchaînées
Nos fronts sous le joug se ploieraient
De vils despotes deviendraient
Les maîtres de nos destinées !
Refrain
Tremblez, tyrans et vous perfides
Lopprobre de tous les partis,
Tremblez ! vos projets parricides
Vont enfin recevoir leurs prix ! (bis)
Tout est soldat pour vous combattre,
Sils tombent, nos jeunes héros,
La terre en produit de nouveaux,
Contre vous tout prêts à se battre !
Refrain
Français, en guerriers magnanimes,
Portez ou retenez vos coups !
Épargnez ces tristes victimes,
À regret sarmant contre nous. (bis)
Mais ces despotes sanguinaires,
Mais ces complices de Bouillé,
Tous ces tigres qui, sans pitié,
Déchirent le sein de leur mère !
Refrain
Amour sacré de la Patrie,
Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs
Liberté, Liberté chérie,
Combats avec tes défenseurs ! (bis)
Sous nos drapeaux que la victoire
Accoure à tes mâles accents,
Que tes ennemis expirants
Voient ton triomphe et notre gloire !
Refrain
Couplet des enfants:[c]
Nous entrerons dans la carrière
Quand nos aînés ny seront plus,
Nous y trouverons leur poussière
Et la trace de leurs vertus (bis)
Bien moins jaloux de leur survivre
Que de partager leur cercueil,
Nous aurons le sublime orgueil
De les venger ou de les suivre.
Refrain
English Translation:
Arise, children of the Fatherland,
The day of glory has arrived!
Against us stands tyranny
Her bloody standard has been raised, (repeated)
Do you hear, in the countryside,
The roar of those ferocious soldiers?
They come right into your arms
To tear the throats of your sons, your wives!
Refrain:
𝄆 To arms, citizens,
Form your battalions,
Let’s March, let’s march!
So that an impure
blood waters our furrows! 𝄇
What does this horde of slaves
Of traitors and invented kings want?
For whom have these vile chains
These irons, been long prepared? (repeated)
Frenchmen, for us, ah! What outrage
What furious action it must arouse!
It is for us they dare plan
A return to the old slavery!
Refrain
What! Foreign cohorts!
Would make the law in our homes!
What! These mercenary phalanxes
Would strike down our proud warriors! (repeated)
Great God! By chained hands
Our brows would yield under the yoke
Vile despots would themselves become
The masters of our destinies!
Refrain
Tremble, tyrants and you traitors
The shame of all parties,
Tremble! Your parricidal schemes
Will finally receive their prize! (repeated)
Everyone is a soldier to combat you,
If they fall, our young heroes,
Will be produced anew from the ground,
Ready to fight against you!
Refrain
Frenchmen, as magnanimous warriors,
Bear or hold back your blows!
Spare those sorry victims,
For regretfully arming against us (repeated)
But these bloodthirsty despots
These accomplices of Bouillé
All these tigers who, mercilessly,
Tear apart their mothers breast!
Refrain
Sacred love of the Fatherland,
Lead, support our avenging arms
Liberty, cherished Liberty
Fight with your defenders! (repeated)
Under our flags may victory
Hurry to your manly accents
So that your expiring enemies
See your triumph and our glory!
Refrain
Childrens verse:
We shall enter the (military) career
When our elders are no longer there
There we shall find their dust
And the trace of their virtues (repeated)
Much less keen to survive them
Than to share their coffins
We shall have the sublime pride
To avenge or follow them.
Refrain
The music in this video was made using Logic Pro. La Marseillaise – Lullaby Version (Music Box)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/gBxEcu-oyOw/mqdefault.jpg)





