All My Trials Lyrics

Hush little baby, don't you cry,
You know your mother was born to die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord soon be over

The river of Jordan is chilly and cold
It chills the body but it warms the soul,
All my trials, Lord soon be over

I've got a little book with pages three,
And every page spells liberty,
All my trials Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord soon be over

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

There grows a tree in Paradise,
The Christians call it the tree of life,
All my trials Lord, soon be over
Too late my brothers, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord soon be over

Harry Belafonte - 3 Originals

May 2001

1. Wake Up Jacob
2. My Lord What a Mornin'
3. Ezekiel
4. 'Buked and Scorned
5. Stars Shinin' (By 'N By)
6. Oh Freedom
7. Were You There When They Crucified My Lord?
8. Oh, Let Me Fly
9. Swing Low
10. March Down to Jordan
11. Steal Away
12. All My Trials
13. Michael, Row the Boat Ashore
14. Go Down Emanuel Road
15. In My Fathers House
16. Goin' Down Jordan