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Oh, Lord, oh, my Lord! Oh, my good Lord!
Keep me from sinkin' down.

I tell you what I mean to do,
Keep me…
I mean to go to heaven too,
Keep me…

I look up yonder an' what do I see?
I see de angels beckoning to me.

When I was a mourner just like you,
I mourned and mourned till I got through.

I bless the Lord I'm going to die,
I'm going to judgment by and by.
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