Let My People Go ----------------------------------------------------------------------
The Devil has designed my death
And he▓s waiting to be sure
That plenty of his black sheep die
Before he finds a cure.
O Lord Jesus, do you think I▓ve served my time?
The eight legs of the Devil now are crawling up my spine.
The firm hand of the Devil now
Is rocking me to sleep
I force my blind eyes open, Lord
But I▓m sinking in the deep.
O Lord Jesus, do you think I▓ve served my time?
The eight legs of the Devil now are crawling up my spine.
I go to sleep each evening now
Dreaming of the grave
And see the friends I used to know
Calling out my name.
O Lord Jesus, do you think I▓ve served my time?
The eight legs of the Devil now are crawling up my spine.
O Lord Jesus, do you think I▓ve served my time?
The eight legs of the Devil now are crawling up my spine.
O Lord Jesus, here▓s the news from those below
The eight legs of the Devil will not let my people go.
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