In that great day,People, in that great day,God's a-going to rain down fire.God's a-going to sit in the middle of the airTo judge the quick and the dead.Early one of these mornings,God's a-going to call for Gabriel,That tall, bright angel, Gabriel;And God's a-going to say to him: Gabriel,Blow your silver trumpet,And wake the living nations.And Gabriel's going to ask him:
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