A Spiritual
De ‘cession’s stahted on de gospel way,De Capting is a-drawin’ nigh:Bettah stop a-foolin’ an’ a-try to pray;Lif’ up yo’ haid w’en de King go by!
Oh, sinnah mou’nin’ in de dusty road,Hyeah ‘s de minute fu’ to dry yo’ eye:Dey ‘s a moughty One a-comin’ fu’ to baih yo’ load;Lif’ up yo’ haid w’en de King go by!
Oh, widder weepin’ by yo’ husban’s grave,Hit ‘s bettah fu’ to sing den sigh:Hyeah come de Mastah wid de powah to save;Lif’ up yo’ haid w’en de King go by!
Oh, orphans a-weepin’ lak de widder do,An’ I wish you ‘d tell me why:De Mastah is a mammy an’ a pappy too;Lif’ up yo’ haid w’en de King go by!
Oh, Moses sot de sarpint in de wildahnessW’en de chillun had commenced to die:Some ‘efused to look, but hit cuohed de res’;Lif’ up yo’ haid w’en de King go by!
Bow down, bow ‘way down, Bow down,But lif’ up yo’ haid w’en de King go by!