No. 95. Don't You Grieve After Me

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Oh, who is that a coming?
Don't you grieve after me,
Oh, who is that a coming?
Don't you grieve after me,
Oh, who is that a coming?
Don't you grieve after me,
Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.
2
It looks like Gabriel, don't you grieve after me,
Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.
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Oh, who is that behind him? don't you grieve after me,
Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.
4
It looks like Jesus, don't you grieve after me,
Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.
5
Go, blow your trumpet, Gabriel, don't you grieve after me,
Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.
6
How loud must I blow it? don't you grieve after me,
Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.
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Loud as seven claps of thunder! don't you grieve after me,
Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.
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To wake the sleeping nations, don't you grieve after me,
Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.