Illlustration musicale: GOLDEN GATE QUARTET - rock my soul (traditionnel)
Rock my soul in the bosom of Abraham,
Oh, rock a my soul.
So high you can't get over it,
So low you can't get under it,
So wide, you can't get round of it,
Can't gett through the door.
When I went down in the valley to pray,
Oh rock a my soul.
My soul got happy and I stayed all day,
Oh rock a my soul.
When I was a mourner just like you,
Oh rock a my soul.
I mourned and mourned till I come through,
Oh rock my soul.