My heart has traveled so long. From dark kept souls to a living song. All my trials, Lord soon be over. I’ve come to kiss the sacred fire To love to fight, the devil’s ire; All my trails, Lord soon be over Too late my brothers, too late, But never mind, all my trials, Lord soon be over Like brook that streams out the sea. My soul Lord, comes home to thee. All my trials, Lord soon be over. I had a little book that was given to me And every page spells liberty. All my trials, Lord soon be over. If religion were thing money could buy Then the rich would live and the poor would die. All my trials, Lord soon be over. There is a tree in paradise, the pilgrims call it The tree of life. All my trials, Lord soon be over.
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