When The Saints Go Marching In

(C,*E Fast 4/4, By Virgil O. Stamps)

Verse 1
I’m Just A Weary Pilgrim.
Plodding Through This World Of Sin;
Getting Ready For That City,
When The Saints Go Marching In.

Verse 2
My Father Loved The Savior.
What A Soldier He Had Been!
But His Steps Will Be More Steady,
When The Saints Go Marching In.

Verse 3
Up There I’ll See The Savior,
Who Re-deemed My Soul From Sin.
With Ex-tended Hands He’ll Greet Me.
When The Saints Go Marching In.

Chorus
When The Saints Go Marching In.
When The Saints Go Marching In.
Lord I Want To Be In That Number
When The Saints Go Marching In.