Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, GWINE UP TER HEAB'N, by LOUISE AYRES GARNETT


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GWINE UP TER HEAB'N, by                    
First Line: I's gwine up ter heab'n in a cloud o' fiah
Last Line: Till I cain't-a git no highah.


I's gwine up ter heab'n in a cloud o' fiah,
Gwine, gwine, gwine up ter heab'n.
I's boun' ter keep a-mountin' 'til I cain't-a git no highah,
Gwine, gwine, gwine up ter heab'n.
De elements 'll t'under en de elements 'll quake,
De graves 'll yawn an stretch deirsefs en all de dead 'll wake,
En de worl' 'll ketch on fiah en burn up fer Jesus' sake,
Gwine, gwine, gwine up ter heab'n.

Gwine up ter heab'n
In a cloud o' fiah.
Gwine up ter heab'n
'Till I cain't-a git no highah.

I's gwine up ter heab'n fer to see de Holy Ghos',
Gwine, gwine, gwine up ter heab'n.
He's sho' ter mek me we'come, fer he am de Heab'nly Hos',
Gwine, gwine, gwine up ter heab'n.
En w'en I ax um howdy, en draps mah bestes' bow,
I's gwineter tell um, Massa, I b'longs up yer, I 'low
You ax me fer to enter en I's in de fambly now,
Gwine, gwine, gwine up ter heab'n.

Gwine up ter heab'n
In a cloud o' fiah.
Gwine up ter heab'n
'Till I cain't-a git no highah.

O jubilee en glory! won' I holler wid mah might!
Gwine, gwine, gwine up ter heab'n.
I'll blow de clouds ter nuffin en I'll stoke de stars up bright,
Gwine, gwine, gwine up ter heab'n.

I'll be mighty glad ter git dere, fer it's lonesome yer below.
Dere am sech a heap o' trouble wharsomever folkses go,
En I's honin' ter git settled whar I's got a right fer sho',
Gwine, gwine, gwine up ter heab'n.

Gwine up ter heab'n
In a cloud o' fiah.
Gwine up ter heab'n
'Till I cain't-a git no highah.





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