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Swing low, sweet chariot
- Swing low, sweet chariot,
coming for to carry me home.(bis)
- I looked over Jordan, and what did I see?
Coming for to carry me home?
A band of angels coming after me.
Coming for to carry me home.
- If you get there before I do,
tell all my friends I'm coming too.
- The brightest day that ever I saw,
when Jesus washed my sins away.
- I'm sometimes up and sometimes down,
but still my soul feels heavenly bound.
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