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)