Cat. #0077 (MFH #178) - As sung by Mr. J. W. Breazeal, Springfield, Missouri on April 27, 1958
VERSE 1
High o'er th hills th mountains rise
Their summits tower toward th sky
But far above them I must dwell
Or sink beneath th flames of hell
But far above them I must dwell
Or sink beneath th flames of hell
VERSE 2
O, God, forbid that I should fall
And lose my everlasting all
But may I rise on wings of love
And soar to the bless'd world above
But may I rise on wings of love
And soar to the bless'd world above
VERSE 3
Although I walk the mountain high
Er' long my body low must lie
And in some lonesome place must rot
And by th living be forgot
And in some lonesome place must rot
And by th living be forgot