One day
When the glory comes
It will be ours, it will be ours
Oh, one day
When the war is won
We will be sure, we will be sure
Oh, glory (glory, glory)
Oh (glory, glory)
Hands to the heavens
No man, no weapon
Formed against, yes, glory is destined
Everyday, 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
True and 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 ground
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 (glory, glory)
Oh (glory, glory)
Now, the war is not over
Victory isn't won
But we'll fight on to the finish
And when it's all done
We'll cry glory (glory)
Oh, glory (glory)
Oh (glory, glory), oh
Selma is 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 the Lord, my eyes have seen the glory
One day
When the glory comes
It will be ours, it will be ours
Oh, glory (glory, glory)
Oh (glory, glory)
