CHORUS:
Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus!
Steal away, steal away home, I hain’t got long to stay here.
My Lord calls me, he calls me by the thunder;
The trumpet sounds it in my soul,
I hain’t got long to stay here.
CHORUS
Green trees are bending, poor sinners stand trembling;
The trumpet sounds it in my soul,
I hain’t got long to stay here.
CHORUS
My Lord calls me, he calls me by the lightning;
The trumpet sounds it in my soul,
I hain’t got long to stay here.
CHORUS
Tombstones are bursting, poor sinners stand trembling;
The trumpet sounds it in my soul.
I hain’t got long to stay here.
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