Cat. #1202 (MFH #835) - As sung by Ollie Gilbert, Mountain View, Arkansas on August 31, 1971
VERSE 1
There is a rock in th weary land
Its shadow falls on th burnin' sand
Invitin' pilgrims as they pass
To seek a shade in th wilderness
Then why will ye die
Why will ye die
When th shelterin' rock is so near by
Then why will ye die
VERSE 2
There is a well in a desert land
Its water flows with an unstreaked hand
Whoever thirsty sin sick soul
Come freeli drink an' you shll be whole
Then why will ye die
Why will ye die
When th livin' well is so near by
Then why will ye die
VERSE 3
There is a fold with its portals wide
Th sheep astray on th mount'n side
Th shepherd climb o'er mount'n steep
Searchin' for his wanderin sheep
Then why will ye die
Why will ye die
When th shepherd fold, so near by
Then why will ye die