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And de moon will turn to blood,
And de moon will turn to blood,
And de moon will turn to blood
In dat day—O-yoy, my soul!
And de moon will turn to blood in dat day

And you'll see de stars a-fallin'.
And de world will be on fire.
And you'll hear de saints a-singin:
And de Lord will say to de sheep.
For to go to Him right hand;
But de goats must go to de left.
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