Текст песни City Called Heaven - Mahalia Jackson
I
am
a
poor
pilgrim
of
sorrow
And
I'm
left
in
this
whole
wide
world
I'm
left
in
this
world
alone
I
have
no
hope
for
tomorrow,
Lord
But
I'm
trying
to
make
heaven,
Lord,
my
home,
my
home
Well,
sometimes,
I
am
tall
And
sometimes
I
am
below
Sometimes
I
am
your
child
I
don't
know
which
way
I
can
run
I
can
run
But
I've
heard
of
a
city
called
heaven
And
I'm
striving
to
make
heaven
my
home
My
home
1 I Gave Up Everything To Follow Him
2 God Is So Good (To Me)
3 I Bowed On My Knees (And Cried Holy)
4 What Then
5 Bless This House
6 Go Tell It On The Mountain
7 Nobody Knows the Trouble I've Seen
8 City Called Heaven
9 The Lord's Prayer
10 Down By The Riverside
11 Just A Little While To Stay Here
12 In the Upper Room
13 Trouble of the World
14 I Will Move Up a Little Higher
15 Joshua Fit the Battle of Jericho
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