90. I DON'T FEEL WEARY. I don't feel weary and no ways tired, O glo-ry hal-le world is all on fire. O glory hallelujah. 2 Gwine to live with God forever, While, etc. 3 And keep the ark a-moving, While, etc. 91. THE HYPOCRITE AND THE CONCUBINE. 1. Hypo-crite and the concubine, Liv - in' among the swine. They run to God with the lips and tongue, And leave all the heart behind. Aunty, did you hear when Jesus rose? Did you hear when Jesus rose ? Aunty, did you hear when Jesus rose? He rose and he 'scend on high. O shout, () shout, O shout a way, And don't you mind, And when 'twas night I thought 'twas day, I thought I'd pray my soul a way, And glory, glory, glory in my soul! 2 O Satan told me not to pray, He want my soul at judgment day. 3 And every where I went to pray, Keep prayin,' I do believe We're a long time waggin' o' de crossin'; Keep prayin', I do believe We'll git home to heaven bime-bye. 2 O yonder's my ole mudder, Been a waggin' at de hill so long; Keep prayin', I do believe, etc. 30 hear dat lumberin' thunder A-roll from do' to do', 4 O see dat forked lightnin' A-jump from cloud to cloud, [This "infinitely quaint description of the length of the heavenly road," as Col. Higginson styles it, is one of the most peculiar and wide-spread of the spirituals. It was sung as given above in Caroline Co., Virginia, and probably spread southward from this State, variously modified in different localities. "My body rock 'long fever," (No. 45,) would hardly be recognised as the same, either by words or tune, and yet it is almost certainly the same, as is shown by the following, sung in Augusta, Georgia, which has some of the words of the present song, adapted to a tune which is unmistakably identical with No. 45.] O yonder's my ole mother, Been a-waggin' at de hill so long; I really do believe she's a child of God, She'll git home to heav'n bime-bye. [We regret we have not the air of the Nashville variation, "My Lord called Daniel."] 1. Rock o' my soul in de bosom of Abraham, Rock o' my soul in de 1. We will march thro' the valley in peace, We will When I'm dead and buried in the cold silent tomb, I don't want you to grieve for me. 96. WHAT A TRYING TIME. 1. 0 A dam, where are you? A dam, where are you? A dam, where are you? O what a trying time! 2 Lord, I am in the garden. 3 Adam, you ate that apple. 4 Lord, Eve she gave it to me. 5 Adam, it was forbidden. 6 Lord said, walk out de garden. [A most compendious account of the fall.] 1. Some seek de Lord and they don't seek him right, Pray all day and sleep all 2 Sister, if your heart is warm, Snow and ice will do you no harm. 3 I done been down, and I done been tried, I been through the water, and I been baptized. 4 0 sister, you must mind how you step on the cross, 5 And when you get to heaven, you'll be able for to tell 6 Wrestle with Satan and wrestle with sin, Stepped over hell and come back agin. [A baptismal song, as the chattering "almost o-ver" so forcibly suggests.] |