You may bury me in the East,
You may bury me in the West;
But I'll hear the trumpet sound
In that morning.[1]
In that morning, my Lord,
How I long to go,
For to hear the trumpet sound,
In that morning.
2. Father Gabriel in that day,
He'll take wings and fly away,
For to hear the trumpet sound
In that morning.
You may bury him in the East,
You may bury him in the West;
But he'll hear the trumpet sound,
In that morning.
Cho.—In that morning, &c.
3. Good old christians in that day,
They'll take wings and fly away, &c.
Cho.—In that morning, &c.
4. Good old preachers in that day,
They'll take wings and fly away, &c.
Cho.—In that morning, &c.
5. In that dreadful Judgement day,
I'll take wings and fly away, &c.
Cho.—In that morning, &c.
No. 12. Rise Mourners.[2]
1. Rise, mourners, rise, mourners,
O can't you rise and tell,
What the Lord has done for you.
Yes, he's taken my feet out of the miry clay,
And he's placed them on the right side of my Father.
2. Rise, seekers, rise, seekers,
O can't you rise, &c.
3. Rise, sinners, rise, sinners,
O can't you rise, &c.
4. Rise, brothers, rise, brothers,
O can't you rise, &c.
