Rise to the Glory

Rise to the Glory
(Blair Babock/Traditional)

On a plantation in Birmingham
They sing a shout for their Master’s hand
Rise to the Glory of the Lord
Matthew, Mark and Luke and John
All his prophets is dead and gone
Rise to the Glory of the Lord

(Chorus)
Rise to the Glory
Rise to the Glory
Rise to the Glory of the Lord
Well Jesus come in
And he saved our soul from sin
So let us rise to the Glory of the Lord

A man bought and sold in this fair land
Still sings Hallelujah for his Saviour’s Hand
Rise to the Glory of the Lord
Swing low sweet chariot
Lay down your burden and bury it
Rise to the Glory of the Lord

(Chorus)

The soul of one is the soul of all
Those who rise will surely fall
Rise to the Glory of the Lord
Matthew, Mark and Luke and John
All his prophets is dead and gone
Rise to the Glory of the Lord

(Chorus)