Lord, until I reach my home
I never 'pect to give the journey over
Until I reach my home,
Home
Old Satan's mighty busy
He follows me night and day
And ev'ry time I go to pray
Now don't you mind old Satan
With all his tempting charms
He wants to steal your soul
Away
And fold you in his arms
When I was lying at hell' dark door
No one to pity po' me
Massa Jesus He come ridin' by
An' bought my libert
