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24 When ol' Sis' Judy pray, Salvation's light comes pourin' down— Hit fill de chu'ch an' all de tow — Why, angels' robes go rustlin' 'roun', An' hebben on de Yurf am foun', When ol' Sis' Judy pray.

When ol' Sis' Judy pray. My soul go sweepin' up on wings, An' loud de chu'ch wid "Glory!" rings, An' wide de gates ur Jahsper swings Twel you hyuh ha'ps wid golding strings, When ol' Sis' Judy pray.