Sara Groves – When The Saints

Lord i have a heavy burden of all i’ve seen and know
It’s more than i can handle
But your word is burning like a fire shut up in my bones
And i can’t let it go

And when i’m weary and overwrought
With so many battles left unfought
I think of paul and silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars

And when the saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

Lord it’s all that i can’t carry and cannot leave behind
It all can overwhelm me
But when i think of all who’ve gone before and lived a faithful life
Their courage compels me

And when i’m weary and overwrought
With so many battles left unfought
I think of paul and silas in the prison yard
I hear their song of freedom rising to the stars

I see the shepherd moses in the pharaoh’s court
I hear his call for freedom for the people of the lord

And when the saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
And when the saints go marching in
I want to be one of them

I see the long quiet walk along the underground railroad
I see the slave awakening to the value of her soul

I see the young missionary and the angry spear
I see his family returning with no trace of fear

I see the long hard shadows of calcutta nights
I see the sisters standing by the dying man’s side

I see the young girl huddled on the brothel floor
I see the man with a passion come kicking down that door

I see the man of sorrow and his long troubled road
I see the world on his shoulders and my easy load

And when the saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
And when the saints go marching in
I want to be one of them
I want to be one of them
I want to be one of them
I want to be one of them