All My Trials
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All my trials, Lord, soon be over
I had a little book was given to me
And every page spelled liberty
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
If religion were a thing that money could buy
The rich would live and the poor would die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Too late, my brother, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
There is a tree in paradise
The pilgrims call it the tree life
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Too late, my brother, too late
But never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over