Rise! Shine!

Sometimes I feel like a motherless chil’
Sometimes I feel like a motherless chil’,
a long way from home.
Sometimes I feel like I got no frien’s,
a long way from home.
Sometimes I feel like I’m almos’ gone,
a long way from home.

There is a balm in Gilead
There is a balm in Gilead to make the wounded whole,
There is a balm in Gilead to heal the sin-sick soul.

Swing low, sweet chariot
Swing low, sweet chariot,
comin’ for to carry me home.
I look over Jordan an’ what did I see?
A band of angels comin’ after me,
comin’ for to carry me home.

Rise! shine! for the light is a-comin’
Rise! shine! for the light is a-comin’,
Ma’ Lord says he’s comin’ bye n’ bye.
This is the year of the Jubilee;
Ma’ Lord has set his people free.
I’m gonna shout an’ never stop,
Until I reach the mountain top.