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Black Spiritual, United States, 18th or 19th Century |
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My Lord, what a morning! |
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My Lord, what a morning! |
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Oh, my Lord, what a morning |
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when the stars begin to fall. |
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Oh, you will hear the trumpet sound |
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to wake the nations underground, |
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Looking to my Lord's right hand |
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when the stars begin to fall. |
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Oh, you will see my Jesus come, |
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His glory shining like the sun, |
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Looking to my Lord's right hand |
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When the stars begin to fall. |
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Oh, you will hear all Christians shout, |
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'Cause there's a new day come about, |
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Looking to my Lord's right hand |
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When the stars begin to fall |
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My Lord, what a morning! |
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My Lord, what a morning! |
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Oh, my Lord, what a morning |
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when the stars begin to fall. |
