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Pyrnelle, Louise Clarke, 1850-1907

"Diddie, Dumps, and Tot : Or, Plantation Child-Life"


"Oh, pray, my brudder, pray!
Yes, my Lord;
My brudder's settin in de kingdom,
Fur ter hyear sweet Jordan roll.
Chorus
"Roll, Jordan, roll! roll, Jordan, roll!
I want ter go ter heb'n wen I die,
Fur ter hyear sweet Jordan roll.
"Oh, shout, my sister, shout!
Yes, my Lord;
My sister she's er shoutin'
Caze she hyears sweet Jordan roll.
"Oh, moan, you monahs, moan!
Yes, my Lord;
De monahs sobbin' an' er weepin',
Fur ter hyear sweet Jordan roll.
"Oh, scoff, you scoffers, scoff!
Yes, my Lord;
Dem sinners wat's er scoffin'
Can't hyear sweet Jordan roll."
And as the flood of melody poured through the house, the groups on the
outside came in to join the singing.
After the hymn, Uncle Snake-bit Bob led in prayer, and what the old
man lacked in grammer and rhetoric was fully made up for in fervency
and zeal.
The prayer ended, Uncle Daniel arose, and, carefully adjusting his
spectacles, he opened his Bible with all the gravity and dignity
imaginable, and proceeded to give out his text.
Now the opening of the Bible was a mere matter of form, for Uncle
Daniel didn't even know his letters; but he thought it was more
impressive to have the Bible open, and therefore never omitted that
part of the ceremony.


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