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Slave Spirituals

Roll, Jordan, Roll

Below are two versions of the spiritual Roll, Jordan, Roll. The first comes from the 1867 book Slave Songs of the United States. The second was published a year earlier in Four Years of Fighting (1866).


My brudder sittin' on de tree of life,

An' he yearde when Jordan roll;

Roll, Jordan, Roll, Jordan, Roll, Jordan, roll!

O march de angel march,

O march de angel march;

O my soul arise in heaven, Lord,

For to yearde when Jordan roll.


Little chil'ren, learn to fear de Lord,

And let your days be long;

Roll, Jordan, Roll, Jordan, Roll, Jordan, roll!

O march de angel march,

O march de angel march;

O my soul arise in heaven, Lord,

For to yearde when Jordan roll.


O, let no false nor spiteful word

Be foul upon your tongue;

Roll, Jordan, Roll, Jordan, Roll, Jordan, roll!

O march de angel march,

O march de angel march;

O my soul arise in heaven, Lord,

For to yearde when Jordan roll.



From Slave Songs of the United States (1867).

Little children sitting on the tree of life,

To hear the Jordan roll;

O roll, Jordan roll, Jordan roll, Jordan roll.

We march the angel march,

O march the angel march,

O my soul is rising heavenward

To hear the Jordan roll.



From Four Years of Fighting (1866).

Blow Your Trumpet, Gabriel

De tallest tree in Paradise,

De Christian call de tree of life,

And I hope dat trump might blow me home

To de new Jerusalem .

Blow your trumpet, Gabriel,

Blow louder, louder;

And I hope dat trump might blow me home

To de new Jerusalem.


Paul and Silas, bound in jail,

Sing God's praise both night and day;

And I hope dat trump might blow me home

To de new Jerusalem .

Blow your trumpet, Gabriel,

Blow louder, louder;

And I hope dat trump might blow me home

To de new Jerusalem.



[Below variation recorded in Virginia]


Paul and Silas, bound in jail,

Christians pray both night and day,

And I hope dat trump might blow me home

To my new Jerusalem.

So blow de trumpet, Gabriel,

Blow de trumpet louder,

And I hope dat trump might blow me home

To my new Jerusalem.



From Slave Songs of the United States (1867).

The Good Old Way

As I went down in de valley to pray,

Studying about dat good old way,

When you shall wear de starry crown,

Good Lord, show me de way.

O mourner*, let's go down, let's go down, let's go down,

O mourner, let's go down,

Down in the valley to pray.


*sister, brother, etc.



From Slave Songs of the United States (1867).

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