Religious Folk-Songs of the Southern NegroesOdum, Howard Washington
Religion
Religious Folk-Songs of the Southern Negroes
Odum, Howard Washington
African Americans -- Music; African Americans -- Southern States -- Music -- History and criticism
I look fer Jesus all o' my days.
Jesus is a listening all the day long.
The scenes of the crucifixion seem to impress the negroes very forcibly
and their songs abound in references to His suffering. Some of these
expressions are full of feeling, and are touching in their sentiment.
They nail my Jesus down
They put him on the crown of thorn (thorny crown).
O see my Jesus hangin' high!
He look so pale an' bleed so free:
O don't you think it was a shame,
He hung three hours in dreadful pain?
Next to Jesus and often synonymous with Him is God. He is "My Lord", "My
God", "Lord God-er-mighty", and "king Jehobah", and represents the
personal God and the ruler of the world.
Upon de mountain Jehobah spoke,
Out o' his mouth come fire an' smoke.
My God a walkin' down hebbenly road,
Out o' his mouth come two edged sword.
If yo' find yo' way to God,
The gospel highway mus' be trod.
De father he look upon de Son an' smile,
De Son he look on me,
De Father redeem my soul from hell,
De Son he set me free.
I'm a chile of God wid my soul set free.
For Christ hab bought my liberty.
I'm goin' home fer to see my Lord.
My Lord did give me ease.
Ever since my Lord set me free.
I believe it for God he tole me so.
O my Lord's comin' ag'in,
It may be las' time. I don't know.
I goin' to do all I can fer my Lord; I goin' to mourn, pray, weep all I
can fer my Lord.
The Lord is a listenin' all the day long.
My Lord is a talkin (preachin') at de jedgement day.
De Lord goin' to wake up the dead.
My Lord come down wid de key an' unlock de jail house do'.
O, my Lord's a doctor in a weary lan';
My Lord's a preachin' and teachin', and walkin' in a weary lan'.
My Lord calls me by the thunder; by the lightning.
Dat mus' be my Lord in the cloud.
My Lord says there's room enough.
I'm goin' to tell God 'bout my trials.
Thank God-a-mighty, My God's been here.
When I talk I talk wid God.
Gwine to chatter wid de Fadder.
My Fadder call an' I mus' go.
My righteous Lord shall fin' you out.
Look to de Lord wid a tender heart.
O de Lord He plant de garden dere and raise de fruit for you to eat.
O de Lord He comfort sinner.
God did go to Moses house an' tell him who He wus.
God an' Moses walked and talked an' God did sho' him who He wus.
God sits in Heaven an' answers prayer.
I gwine tell God how you sarved me.
Look in my God's right hand.
His chariot wheels roll round.
God's goin' call dem chilluns frum de distant lan'.
My Lord's a-ridin' all the time.
De Lord has been here an' de love come tricklin' down.
Me an' my God goin' to walk an' talk.
O God don't talk lak a nat'ral man.
My Lord God-ermighty come a steppin' down, come a steppin' down on a sea
ob glass.
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