OL’ GABRIEL

Der’s a better day a-comin’

When our trubbles willl be gone

When the Lawd he say to Gabriel

Come Boy, blow dat hawn

When de trubbles round you gather

and you feel so tard an’ worn

Jes’ look up to de hebbens

And lissen fo’ dat hawn.

When de debble has you guessin’

And you wish you wasn’t bawn

Jes’ ask de Lawd to he’p you

Til Ol’ Gabriel blows dat hawn

Den we’ll hab a great rejoicin'

Wid our long white robes all on

When de Lawd, he say to Gabriel

Come, come Boy,

Blow dat hawn.

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