All My Trials

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Hush little baby, don't you cry
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You know your mama  was born to 
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die
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All my trials, Lord, soon  be over

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The river of Jordan is muddy and 
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cold
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Well it chills the body  but not 
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the soul
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All my trials, Lord, soon  be over

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I've got a little book with pages 
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three
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And every page  spells liberty
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All my trials, Lord, soon  be over

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Too late, my brothers
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Too late, but never mind
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All my trials, Lord, soon  be over

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If living were a thing that money 
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could buy
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Then the rich would live  and the 
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poor would die
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All my trials, Lord, soon  be over

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There grows a tree in Paradise
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And the pilgrims call it the Tree 
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of Life
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All my trials, Lord, soon  be over

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Too late, my brothers
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Too late, but never mind
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All my trials, Lord, soon  be over

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All my trials, Lord, soon  be over