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Way up, way up
Way up, way up High up in Jerusalem When I die Way up, way up Way up, way up High up in Jerusalem When I die Go knows I'm gonna Walk in Jerusalem Talk in Jerusalem Sing in Jerusalem Be in Jerusalem High up in Jerusalem when I die Oh, be in Jerusalem Sing in Jerusalem Shout in Jerusalem Pray in Jerusalem High up in Jerusalem when I die Hmm, when I get down to the river I'm gonna stick my sword in the sand For I spy the old ship of Zion Who took a-many to the Promised Land Way over in Buelah Where there ain't no dying there Where the saints shoutin' victory Oh, they singin', Lord, everywhere Way over in Buelah I hear the voice of friends I've known They been gone on, gone on to Glory Well, well, a long time ago They been waitin' They been watchin' They been waitin' at the beautiful gates And one day I'm gonna meet them Oh, I'm gonna sing forever more Way over in Buelah I see the Captain beckoned to me Well, he's callin' all God's children Oh, to meet him on the Promised Land God knows I'm gonna Walk in Jerusalem Talk in Jerusalem Sing in Jerusalem Be in Jerusalem High up, oh, in Jerusalem When I die, oh yeah We'll be in Jerusalem Sing in Jerusalem Shout in Jerusalem Sing in Jerusalem High up, oh, in Jerusalem When I die |
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| 2. |
| 4:33 | 
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| 3. |
| 2:20 |
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| 4. |
| 4:29 |
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| 5. |
| 3:04 |
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| 6. |
| 5:32 |
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| 3:47 |
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| 2:45 |
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| 5:39 |
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There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole,
There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sin-sick soul. Sometimes I feel discouraged And think my work's in vain But then the Holy spirit Revives my soul again. Don't ever feel discouraged Your Father is your friend And if you lack for knowledge He'll not refuse to lend. |
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| 6:39 |
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How I got over,
How I got over, my Lord And my soul looked back and wondered How I got over, my Lord The tallest tree in Paradise The Christians call it tree of life And my soul looked back and wondered How I got over, my Lord Lord, I've been buked and I've been scorned And I've been talked bout as sure as you're born And my soul looked back and wondered How I got over, my Lord Oh, Jordan's river is so chilly and cold It will chill your body but not your soul And my soul looked back and wondered How I got over, my Lord ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By HERBERT BREWSTER <i>Lyrics © BESS MUSIC</i> |
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| 11. |
| 5:11 |
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| 12. |
| 3:31 |
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| 13. |
| 1:59 |
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| 14. |
| 4:20 |
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| 15. |
| 3:44 |
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| 16. |
| 4:59 |
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| 17. |
| 3:48 |
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| 18. |
| 1:39 |
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| 19. |
| 3:19 |
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| 20. |
| 2:57 |
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| 21. |
| 4:17 |
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| 22. |
| 3:01 |
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| 23. |
| 4:06 |
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| 24. |
| 3:05 |
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| 25. |
| 5:57 |
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| 26. |
| 3:07 |
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| 27. |
| 9:10 |
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| 28. |
| 2:54 |
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| 29. |
| 5:44 |
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| 30. |
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| 31. |
| 4:13 |
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| 32. |
| 6:40 |
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| 33. |
| 3:53 |
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Oh, when the saints, go marching in,
Yes when the saints go marching in. Oh Lord I want to be in that ever lovin' number When the saints go marching in. Oh, when the saints, go marching in, Yes when the saints go marching in. Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in. Oh yes, I had a dear old mother, And if you should see her before I do, Won't you tell her that you saw me coming, I was struttin' straight on through Oh, when the saints, go marching in, Yes when the saints go marching in. Oh Lord I want to be in that number When the saints go marching in. |
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| 34. |
| 3:11 |
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| 35. |
| 3:22 |
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| 36. |
| 3:43 |
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Which art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name. Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done, On earth As it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread, And forgive our debts As we forgive our debtors. and lead us not into temptation, But deliver us from evil; For thine is the kingdom And the power and the glory Forever, Amen Amen. |
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