No. 95. Don't you Grieve after Me.

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1. Oh, who is that a coming? Don't you grieve af- ter me, Oh,

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who is that a com- ing? Don't you grieve after me, Oh,

who is that a coming? Don't you grieve af- ter me, Lord,

don't want you to grieve af- ter e

me.

2 It looks like Gabriel, don't you grieve after me, Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.

3 Oh, who is that behind him? don't you grieve after me,

Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.

4 It looks like Jesus, don't you grieve after me,

Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.

5 Go, blow your trumpet, Gabriel, don't you grieve after me, Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.

6 How loud must I blow it? don't you grieve after me, Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.

7 Loud as seven claps of thunder! don't you grieve after me, Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.

8 To wake the sleeping nations, don't you grieve after me, Lord, I don't want you to grieve after me.

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