Scripture Verse

The voice of Thy thunder was in the heaven: the lightnings lightened the world. Psalm 77:18

Introduction

Words & Mu­sic: Af­ri­can-Am­eri­can spi­ri­tu­al (🔊 pdf nwc) Tran­scribed by R. Na­than­iel Dett. Ap­peared in Folk Songs of the Am­eri­can Ne­gro (No. 1), ed­it­ed by Fred­er­ick Je­rome Work (Nash­ville, Ten­nes­see: Work Bro­thers & Hart Com­pa­ny, 1907), num­ber 36.

Lyrics

Refrain

Steal away, steal away, steal away to Je­sus!
Steal away, steal away home,
I ain’t got long to stay here.

My Lord, He calls me,
He calls me by the thun­der;
The trum­pet sounds with­in-a my soul,
I ain’t got long to stay here.

Refrain

Green trees are bend­ing,
Poor sin­ners stand a-trembling;
The trum­pet sounds with­in-a my soul,
I ain’t got long to stay here.

Refrain

Tombstones are burst­ing,
Poor sin­ner stands a-trem­bling;
The trum­pet within-a my soul,
I ain’t got long to stay here.

Refrain

My Lord, He calls me,
He calls me by the light­ning;
The trum­pet sounds with­in-a my soul,
I ain’t got long to stay here.