Classic Poem

Mah God is so high, yuh can't get over Him;
He's so low, yuh can't get under Him;
He's so wide, yuh can't get aroun' Him;
Yuh mus' come in by an through de Lam'.

One day as I was a-walkin' along de Hebenly road,
Mah Savior spoke unto me an' He fill mah heart wid His love.
I'll take mah gospel trumpet an' I'll begin to blow,
An' if mah Savior help me I'll blow wherever I go.