VocalEssence Chorus; Franklin Middle School Chorus; Johnson Senior High School Chorus; North High School Chorus; Parkway Montessori and Community Middle School Chorus; Melanie DeMore, soloist; Jacob Dodd, piano; Timothy Berry, percussion

Chorus: One day when the glory comes it will be ours Oh, one day when the war is won 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 juxtaposition in us. Justice for all just ain’t speci c enough. One son died, his spirit is revisitin’ us. Truant 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 Chorus Now the war is not over, victory isn’t won And we’ll ght on to the nish, then when it’s all done 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 The biggest weapon is to stay peaceful. We sing, our music is the cuts that we bleed through Somewhere in the dream we had an epiphany Now we right the wrongs in history, 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 Chorus