Ain't No Grave
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CHORUS:
There ain’t no grave gonna hold my body down
There ain’t no grave gonna hold my body down
When I hear the trumpet sound
Gonna get up outa the ground
There ain’t no grave gonna hold my body down
There ain’t no grave gonna hold my body down
When I hear the trumpet sound
Gonna get up outa the ground
There ain’t no grave gonna hold my body down
Well go down yonder Gabriel
Put your foot on the land and sea
But don’t you blow that trumpet until you hear from me
Well look way over yonder
See people all dressed in white
I knew they were God's children, I could see 'em doin right
Put your foot on the land and sea
But don’t you blow that trumpet until you hear from me
Well look way over yonder
See people all dressed in white
I knew they were God's children, I could see 'em doin right
Oh look way over Jordan
What do you think I see
I see a band of angels and they’re comin’ after me
What do you think I see
I see a band of angels and they’re comin’ after me
Well I goin to the river of Jordan
Bury my knees in the sand
Gonna holler high Hosanna til I reach that promised land
Bury my knees in the sand
Gonna holler high Hosanna til I reach that promised land
Oh look way over yonder
What do you think I see
I see a band of angels and they’re comin’ after me
What do you think I see
I see a band of angels and they’re comin’ after me
Well meet me Jesus meet me
Meet me in the middle of the air
And if these wings should fail me there won't be no other pair
Meet me in the middle of the air
And if these wings should fail me there won't be no other pair
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