All My Trials

Lyrics

(African American Spiritual)

1. If living were a thing that money could buy
The rich would live and the poor would die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over

Refrain
Too late my brothers,
Too late but never mind.
All my trials, Lord, soon be over.

2. The river of Jordan is muddy and cold
It chills the body but not the soul Refrain

3. I’ve got a little book with pages three
And every page spells liberty Refrain

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