Утро великого воскресенья

I'm a-goin' to tell you about the coming of The Savior. I'm a-goin' to tell you about the coming of The Savior. There's a better day A-comin' When my Lord Speaks to His Father. Says, "Father, I'm tired Bearing poor poor sinners. O free us from your Burdens. Pray, make us pray no More For lost souls Converted." In that great getting up morning, Fare you well, that great getting Up morning, Fare you Well, Well. In that great getting up morning, Fare you well, you The Lord spokes To Gabriel, "Go look behind the Altar. Take down the silver Trumpet." "Blow your trumpet, Gabriel." "Lord, How loud shall I blow It?" "Blow it right calm and Easy. Go Muster up My people. Tell them to come to Judgment." "Gabriel, blow your trumpet." "Lord, how loud shall I blow It?" "Blow till seven Bells in Handel Wakes The sleeping nations." In that Great getting up morning, fare you well, Fare you well. In that great getting up morning, Fare you Well, fare In that great getting up morning, Fare you well, fare In that great getting up Morning, fare you well, Then you'll see the world on fire. Then you'll hear the rumbling Thunder. Earth shall reel then totter. Then you'll see the righteous Marching, See Them marching home to heaven. Then you'll see My Jesus Coming. Take the righteous home to Heaven. There they'll Live with God Forever. In that great getting up morning, Fare you Well, fare you Well. In that great getting up morning, Fare you well, fare you well. That great morning, fare you well, fare you well. Well