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| 1. |
| 2:30 | 
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| 2. |
| 1:50 | 
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I looked over Jordan and what did i see?
Commin' for to carry me home There was a band of angels, a-commin after me Commin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Commin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Commin' for to carry me home I'm sometimes up, and i'm sometimes down Comin' for to carry me home But but i know my soul is heavenly bound Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Comin' for to carry me home If you get there before I do Comin' for to carry me home Tell all my friends that I'm a-comin' too Comin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Commin' for to carry me home Swing low, sweet chariot Commin' for to carry me home And now they're commin for to carry me home |
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| 3. |
| 2:18 |
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The years have been many the years have been long
But at last I'm returning to daddy and home He's looking my way though he hardly can see God bless my old daddy he recognize me There's snow in his hair and I helped to put it there a halo of worry and care As my daddy grows old he's more precious than gold For I cherish the snow in his hair [ guitar ] His shoulders were bent with the weight of the years I scarcely could hold back the flood tide of tears He walked with a cane as he hurried along coming to meet me to welcome me home There's snow in his hair... |
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| 4. |
| 2:07 |
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| 5. |
| 2:58 |
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| 6. |
| 2:02 |
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| 7. |
| 2:21 |
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| 8. |
| 2:47 |
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He turned the water into wine he turned the water into wine
In the little Cana town the word went all around that he turned the water into wine Well he walked upon the Sea of Galilee he walked upon the Sea of Galilee Shouted far and wide he calmed the raging tide and walked upon the Sea of Galilee He turned the water into wine... He healed the leper and the lame he healed the leper and the lame He said go and tell no man but they shouted it through the land That he healed the leper and the lame He turned the water into wine... He fed the hungry multitude yes he fed the hungry multitude With a little bit of fish and bread they said everyone was fed He fed the hungry multitude He turned the water into wine... |
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| 9. |
| 4:02 |
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| 10. |
| 2:45 |
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| 11. |
| 2:05 |
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When the trumpet of the Lord shall sound and time shall be no more
And the morning breaks eternal bright and fair When the saved diverse shall gather over on the other shore And the roll is called up yonder I'll be there When the roll is called up yonder when the roll is called up yonder When the roll is called up yonder when the roll is called up yonder I'll be there [ horns ] Let us lay before the Master from the dawn till setting sun Let us talk of all his wonderous love and care And when all of life is over and our work on earth is done When the roll is called up yonder I'll be there When the roll is called up yonder... (When the roll is called up yonder I'll be there) |
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| 12. |
| 2:25 |
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| 13. |
| 3:05 |
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Tempted and tried we're oft made to wonder
Why it should be thus all the day long While there are others living about us Never molested though in the wrong Farther along we'll know all about it Farther along we'll understand why Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine We'll understand it all by and by When we see Jesus coming in glory When He comes from His home in the sky Then we shall meet Him in that bright mansion We'll understand it all by and by Farther along we'll know all about it Farther along we'll understand why Cheer up my brother live in the sunshine We'll understand it all by and by |
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| 14. |
| 3:08 |
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| 15. |
| 2:45 |
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There's a land that is fairer than day and by faith we can see it apart
For the father waits over the way to prepare us a dwelling place there In the sweet by and by we shall meet on that beautiful shore In the sweet by and by we shall meet on that beautiful shore [ piano ] We shall sing on that beautiful shore for the melodious songs of the blessed And our spirits shall sorrow no more not a sight for the blessing of rest In the sweet by and by... To a bountiful father above we shall offer our tribute of praise For the glory as gift of his love and the blessing that howlered days In the sweet by and by... In the sweet by and by... |
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| 16. |
| 2:46 |
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| 17. |
| 2:17 |
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| 18. |
| 2:51 |
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| 19. |
| 2:47 |
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| 20. |
| 3:53 |
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