O Death – A Hill To Die Upon – letras

« I still believe that the spiritual songsOf the african-americans represent someOf the greatest artistic achievements in america. « [- Dietrich bonheoffer]What is this that I can’t seeWith ice cold hands takin’ hold of me?When God is gone and the devil takes holdLord have mercy on my soulWell, I am death, none can excelI open the door to heaven or hell »O, death,  » someone might pray »Could you call me another day? « O, death… spare meThe children prayed and the preacher preachedTime and mercy are out of your reachI’ll fix your feet ’til you can’t walkI’ll lock your jaw ’til you can’t talkI’ll close your eyes so you can’t seeThis very hour come and go with meI am death come to take the soulLeave the body and leave it coldTo draw the flesh off of the frameDirt and worm both have a claimO, death… spare meO, death, please consider my agePlease don’t take me at this stageMy wealth is all at your commandIf you would remove your icy handDeath is moving upon your soulAll like to me, you knowNo wealth, no land, no silver, no goldNothing satisfies me but your soulO, death… spare me