When The Saints
Sara GrovesVersion1
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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 often overwhelms me
But when I think of all who've gone before and lived the faithful life
their courage compells 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 Pharohs 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 and kicking down the door
I see the man of sorrows 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
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Readable chord sheet for When The Saints by Sara Groves
[D]Lord I have a heavy [A]burden of all I've seen and [D]know It's more than I can [A]handle But [D]your word is burning like a [A]fire shut up in my [D]bones and I can't let it g[A]o And when I'm [Emin7]weary and over[G]wrought with so [Bm9]many battles left u[E]nfought I think of [G]Paul and [D]Silas in the [G]prison [D]yard I hear their [G]song of [D]freedom [A]rising to the stars And when the [Bm9]Saints[A] go marching[G] in I want to [D]be one of [G]them [D]Lord it's all that I can't [A]carry and cannot leave be[D]hind It often over[A]whelms me But [D]when I think of all who've gone be[A]fore and lived the faithful [D]life their courage com[A]pells me And when I'm [Emin7]weary and over[G]wrought with so [Bm9]many battles left u[E]nfought I think of [G]Paul and [D]Silas in the [G]prison [D]yard I hear their [G]song of [D]freedom [A]rising to the stars I see the [G]shepherd [D]Moses in the [G]Pharohs [D]court I hear his [G]call for [D]freedom for the [A]people of the Lord And when the [Bm9]Saints[A] go marching[G] in I want to [D]be one of [G]them And when the [Bm9]Saints[A] go marching[G] in I want to [D]be one of [G]them I see the [G]long quiet [D]walk along the [G]Underground Rail[D]road I see the [G]slave a[D]wakening to the [A]value of her soul I see the [G]young missio[D]nary and the [G]angry [D]spear I see his [G]family re[D]turning with no [A]trace of fear I see the [G]long hard [D]shadows of [G]Calcutta [D]nights I see the [G]sisters [D]standing by the [A]dying man's side I see the [G]young girl [D]huddled on the [G]brothel [D]floor I see the [G]man with a [D]passion come and [A]kicking down the door I see the [G]man of [D]sorrows and his [G]long troubled [D]road I see the [G]world on his [D]shoulders and my [A]easy load And when the [Bm9]Saints[A] go marching[G] in I want to [D]be one of [G]them And when the [Bm9]Saints[A] go marching[G] in I want to [D]be one of [G]them I want to [D]be one of [G]them I want to [D]be one of [G]them I want to [D]be one of [G]them