Paroles de We Will March Throught The Streets Of The City

We will march through the streets of the city With our loved ones gone before We will sit on the banks of the river Where we'll meet to part no more Jesus caused me when a stranger Wandering from the fold of god He to rescue me from danger And transported by his blood From that fount of everlasting To thy heart to sing god's praise Dreams of mercy never ceasing All through songs of loudest praise Hark the voice of jesus calling Who will go and work today Fields are white and harvest is waiting Who will bear the sheaves away