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blood llke sweat run down, in agony He prayed. Another song was ‘Way over in de promised land. my Lord calls me and I must go‘ . And ‘On ~rordan‘s Stormy Banks I stand, and cast a wishful eye. To Canaan‘s fair and happy land, where my possessions lie. All o‘er those wide extended plains, Shines one eternal day; There God, the son forever reigns, And scatters night away, No chilling winds, nor pois‘nous breath, Can reach that healthful shore; Sickness and sorrow, pain and

death, Are felt and feared no more. When shall I reach that happy place, And be forever blest? When shall I see my father‘s face, And ~in his bosom rest?“ I em Bound for the Promised Land.‘

	“I 8m a member of the Sanctified Church. I was a Baptist for~ years.“