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WHEN THE LORD SAY COME
Glory, Hallelujah!
To the blood of the lamb, I've got a new song
And the song is a psalm; Get out of the way,
Get off the track, Get off old devil—
Get off my back; The Lord am a comin'
For I hear the big drum And I'm gwine up to heaven
When the Lord say come.
Glory, Hallelujah!
To the blood of the lamb, Glory, Hallelujah!
What a saint I am; That old devil—
He gave me a frown, But I turned to that devil
And I knocked him down; I'm gwine to Canaan
And Canaan gwine to hum, When I see the Lord comin'
And the Lord say come. |
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