The books of American Negro spirituals: including The book of American Negro spirituals and The second book of Negro spirituals

[Book of American Negro spirituals] Preface Go down Moses Heav'n boun' soldier Joshua fit de battle ob Jerico We am clim'in' Jacob's ladder Didn't old pharaoh get los'? Swing low sweet chariot Up on de mountain Little David play on yo' harp Die in de fiel' Ride on, Moses All god's chillun got wings Dere's no hidin' place down dere Gimme dat ol'-time religion Lis'en to de lam's He's jus't de same today Stan' still Jordan Somebody's knockin' at yo' do' Singin' wid a sword in ma han' I couldn't hear nobody pray My way's cloudy It's me, o, lord I got a home in-a dat rock By an' by Deep river Who dat a-coming' ovah yondah? Roll Jordan, roll De blin' man stood on de road an' cried Roll de ol' chariot along Calvary Steal away to Jesus Gwine up I'm troubled in mind - O, gambler, git up off o' yo' knees

My lord's a-writin' all de time Git on board, little chillen Gwinter sing all along de way Who'll be a witness for my lord? Keep a-inchin' along Where shall I be when de firs' trumpet soun'? Peter, go ring dem bells Nobody knows de trouble I see Ev'ry time I feel de spirit Father Abraham I''m a-rollin' Didn't my lord deliver Daniel? O, wasn't dat a wide river? Keep me f'om sinkin' down De band ' o' Gideon John saw the holy number Give me Jesus My lord, what a mornin' O, rocks don't fall on me Done foun' my los' sheep What yo' gwine to do when yo' lamp burn down? Hallelujah! Crucifixion Until I reach-a ma home I done done what ya' tol' me to do You may bury me in de eas' You got it right Weary traveler

[Second book of Negro spirituals] Preface A little talk wid Jesus makes it right All I do, de church keep a grumblin' Can't you live humble? Chilly water Come here, Lord! Daniel saw de stone De angel roll de stone away De angels in heab'n gwineter write my name Death come to my house, he didn't stay long Death's gwineter lay his cold icy nands on me (Familiar version) Death's gwineter lay his cold icy nands on me (Rare version) De ol' ark's a-moverin' an' I'm goin' home De ol' sheep done know de road Dere's a han' writin' on de wall Do don't touch-a my garment, good Lord, I'm gwine home Gimme yo' han' God's a-gwineter trouble de water Great day Gwineter ride up in de chariot soon-a in de mornin' Hol' de win', don't let it blow Humble yo'self, de bell done ring I feel like my time ain't long I heard de preachin' of de word o' God I know de Lord's laid his hands on me I'm gwine up to heab'n anyhow In dat great gittin' up mornin' I thank God I'm free at last I want God's heab'n to be mine I want to die easy when I die Jubalee Look-a how dey done my lord

Lord, I want to be a Christian in-a my heart

Mary an' Martha jes' gone 'long

Mary had a baby, yes, Lord

Members, don't git weary

Mos' done toilin' here

My Lord says he's gwineter rain down fire

My ship is on de ocean

My soul's been anchored in de Lord

Nobody knows de trouble I see (Familiar version)

Oh, hear me prayin'

Oh, my good Lord, show me de way

Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Wait 'til I git on my robe

Po' mourner's got a home at las'

Religion is a fortune I really do believe

Rise, mourner, rise

Rise up shepherd an' holler

Run, Mary, run

Same train

Sinner, please don't let dis harves' pass

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child

Too late

To see God's bleedin' lam'

Walk in Jerusalem jus' like John

Walk, Mary, down de lane

Walk together children

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

When I fall on my knees

You go, I'll go wid you

You mus' hab dat true religion

'Zekiel saw de wheel