Lay me down next to my kin. Some day when that trumpet sounds I'm gonna see 'em
again. Everybody's gonna reap what they've sown. Jesus gonna build me a home.
Don't you cry, baby, please don't
you mourn. Everybody's got to die as sure as we're born. But the Bible tells me
Death has no sting. Jesus gonna make me a king.
What's
the use in believing? Satan overjoys in deceiving. We've got to run the race.
If we're gonna see His face. There's nothing I'd rather do. Oh no.
Lay
me down, baby, please let me go. Someday when that trumpet sounds, like I told
you before. Everybody's gonna reap what they've sown. Jesus gonna build me a home.
One I never could've built on my own. Jesus gonna build me a home.
