I'm a pilgrim and a stranger wand'ring through this world of sin. On my way to that fair city, 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. Oh, I know I'll see my Saviour if my life is free from sin. Heaven's doors will open for me, when the saints go marching in. When we gather 'round the Throne, and the gates are closed within. I'll be shouting "glory, glory", when the saints go marching in. I'm waiting for the chariot to swing low and I'll step in. On the clouds I'll ride to heaven, when the saints go marching in. CHORUS: Når de frelste toger inn, Når de frelste toger inn, Jeg vil være med i skaren, Når de frelste toger inn.Privesc spre ceruri zi de zi أحتاج إليك لترفعني عايزين ننور Свобода O wstań, rodzinny opuść kraj Bir marta Błogosław, Boże, Słowo Twe Matahari Bersinar Cum sa iti multumesc o Doamne mare qdws qdws
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