| All My Trials |
|---|
| I had a little book |
| Was giveN to me And every page |
| Spoke of liberty |
| All my trials LORD |
| … soon be over |
| There is a tree |
| In paradise |
| AND The pilgrims call it The tree of life |
| All my trials LORD |
| … soon be over |
| But it’s too late, my friend |
| Too late |
| But never mind |
| All my trials LORD |
| … soon be over |
| If religion were a thing |
| That money could buy |
| Then the rich would live |
| And the poor would die |
| All my trials LORD |
| … soon be over |
| All my trials |
| … soon be over |
