SWING LOW, SWEET CHARIOT - Rev. William Marrion Branham song 164
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me Home;
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me Home.
If you get there before I do,
Coming for to carry me Home;
Tell Brother Bosworth, and all my friends, too,
Just coming for to carry me Home.
Now swing low…(She’ll dip down someday and pick me up.)…chariot,
(Every tree will be afire; the Angels of God, the fiery chariot.)…for to carry me Home;
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me Home.
95 One of these days, one of these days in the low parts of my death hours, I look for Him to coming. That’s right.
I looked over Jordan and what did I see
Coming for to carry me Home; (Like old Elijah looking over Jordan.)
A band of bright Angels coming after me,
They were coming for to carry me Home.
Swing low, get down low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me Home;
Swing low, sweet chariot,
Coming for to carry me Home.
59-0628M - A Deceived Church, By The World
Rev. William Marrion Branham
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