Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, help me stand
I am tired, I am weak, I am lone
Through the storm, through the night
Lead, lead, lead me on to the light, light
Take my hand precious Lord
Lead me home

One day when the glory comes
It will be ours, it will be ours
One day when the war is won
We will be sure, we will be sure
Oh glory

Hands to the heavens, no man, no weapon
Formed against, yes glory is destined
Every day women and men become legends
Sins that go against our skin become blessings
The movement is a rhythm to us
Freedom is like religion to us
Justice is juxtapositionin' us

Justice for all just ain't specific enough
One son died, his spirit is revisitin' us
Truant livin' livin' in us, resistance is us
That's why rosa sat on the bus
That's why we walk through ferguson with our hands up
When it go down we woman and man up
They say, stay down and we stand up
Shots, we on the grown, the camera panned up
King pointed to the mountain top and we ran up

One day when the glory comes
It will be ours, it will be ours
Oh glory

Now the war is not over, victory isn't won
And we'll fight on to the finish, and when it's all done
We'll cry glory, oh glory
We'll cry glory, oh glory

Selma's now for every man, woman and child
Even Jesus got his crown in front of a crowd
They marched with the torch, we gon' run with it now
Never look back, we done gone hundreds of miles
From dark roads he rose, to become a hero
Facin' the league of justice, his power was the people
Enemy is lethal, a king became regal
Saw the face of jim crow under a bald eagle
No one can win the war individually
It takes the wisdom of the elders
And young people's energy
Welcome to the story we call victory
The comin' of my Lord, my eyes have seen the glory

One day when the glory comes
It will be ours, it will be ours
Oh glory