Lyrics

The Joyful Singers: Texte


		How I got over, over! My soul looks back and wonders how I got over.
	One of these mornings - and it won't be long, You're gonna look for me and I'll be gone. He's gonna dress me up in a long white robe, I'm gonna walk with him on the streets of gold,
	One of these days you'll find a pair of trees, Aside a crystal river flowing underneath. And all the harm of nations those leaves will heal, Whereby the lamb is gonna break the seventh seal.
	One of these evenings and it may come soon, There will be no more sun, there'll be no splendour moon, And no more need on earth for any lamp nor light, For God the Lord himself is gonna shining bright.