Lord,
until I reach my home / I never 'pect to give the journey over
/ Until I reach my home,
home
Old
Satan's mighty busy / He follows me night and day / And ev'ry
time I go to pray
Now
don't you mind old Satan / With all his tempting charms / He
wants to steal your soul
away / And fold you in his arms
When
I was lying at hell' dark door / No one to pity po' me / Massa
Jesus He come ridin' by /
An' bought my libert
