Black Poetry : Lord I”sa Humble In Your Name, Lord Said Hold On Child, Hold on

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  1. ASHANTA

    ASHANTA Well-Known Member MEMBER

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    Though cold nights I frowns to sweet raptur'd eyes
    The hot trails flourish, may morning I see rise,
    and lord scenes arise;
    The hard rocks may tremble,
    o’er thy iron bands,
    And black river, waters murmur o'er the sands.
    black moons light, old glory lord to thee;
    The tribunes playing in the cotton fields,
    Oh what a glory to thee,
    I sin’g come by here;


    "Lords army cross over,
    Lords army cross over.
    O, lord study war no more
    Lord say gone make my enemy leave me lone
    Devils 's army don died
    O’ lord I’ se stand
    Wit’s pride
    Lord army cross over.


    I’ve cross de mighty river,
    Lord study war no more
    Lord Army Cross over,
    My army crosses over;
    we'll cross de river Calvary,
    Lord army cross over;

    We'll cross and sip the black rivers;
    De danger water, that man set for me
    Lord army cross over;
    We'll cross de mighty Calvary,
    Lord army cross over.
    O’ that black river sings for me
    Standard at the gates
    Calvary, sipping on the
    Rivers that live within me,
    Lord army cross over;
    Lord no weapon form upon me
    Lord army cross over."



    And the hot and briskly sun, the voices that
    Sings upon the sticky thrones,
    And with the cries of yonder before,
    The Good lord, bring me to the end of the tired day.
    Such is thy pow’r nor thy tears, form o’er
    Mama the sparrows, lay as the sun, beam upon o’er face,
    her Negro riches deck the glory plain;

    Rising fires upon thy burned skin, thou loyal
    Lord speaks for me, In the mist of calm,
    subject passions cry, lord commands I o’er bey.
    Nobody l’ord know the tro’ble I see
    Baken in the hot batt’le sun
    Under fire of heat, I continue to sing
    Lord God to thee. I’sa understand
    My jour’ney to thee, I go’ts to pass test
    My jour’ney lord I give to thee.
    Unde’r the batt’ling sun.

    Lor’d the tes’t my loyal servan’t
    Upo’n you’r skies.
    Lord thy command, under the mental train
    I’se cry lor’d in thee name;
    Under the furnace of thun’der
    Lor’d I’se humble in you’re name.
    Lord de’ world sings its own song,
    I ‘se wait upon the skies, the sand
    of the hot desert, beyond the wheat
    feels my spirit. I ‘se seen the armory of the lord,
    I’ se seen the victory of its cause,
    I ‘se sat at the table as a poor man,
    I ‘se realize that I’ se rich upon the skies,
    hold on, the lord is coming.

    If I’ se cry upon the valley of the land,
    If I ‘se hate because of my dismay,
    I ‘se kill all the beauty, the lord giver’s me.



    "Dere's no more tears, bleeding hands
    O, yes, I want to go home, black train coming.
    Dere's no sun to burn , mama get ready
    Want to go home

    Lay my burden down
    O, yes, lord I want to go home;
    O, I’se A loyal servent
    I Ian’s study war no more

    Where dere’s love the master stay
    Where dere’s grief, I cry de lord
    O, move de satan
    Lord say look up younda
    Moving clouds de yonda
    One day I’se hope to go

    O, lord I’se study war no more,
    Dere’s one Savior in the sky
    No lynching that I cry
    O’ I sit de for you lord
    Wait in to come home.


    “Hold on, “Hold on,
    “Lord de’ night get colder,
    Aint noth’en gone stop me,
    Lord get much stronger
    Gone Complete my Journey the Calvary

    I'se been on de road into heaven, my Lord!
    I can't stay behind, I’se
    Holding on, too the lord send
    For thee.

    Hold on, Lord said; Hold on
    Brudder Jesus going to meet
    on the other side of Calvary

    Hold on, Hold on
    Da’ lord said believe
    I shall set you free

    Hold on, Hold on, the light
    Gets lighter at the Calvary
    Lord said ain’t no need
    To cry, master lord
    Said trouble don’t last forever
    Lay your burden upon thee,

    Hold on, Hold on,
    Light brighter at
    The Calvary

    Hold on, Hold on
    Hold on my Chilean
    Lord said he gon make my
    Enemy set me free

    Hold on, Hold on
    Lord gon be at the
    Light, I shall then be free.


    Lord said Satan had no claim on me.
    Hold on little Chilean
    Hold on, lord said he
    Gon’e take my burden
    from thee.
     
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    Again, you have spoken the words of God, saying "Let my People go".
     
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