Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus;
Steal away, stea! away home— I han't got long to stay here.

My Lord, He calls me, He calls me by the thunder,
The trumpet sounds within-a my soul,
I han't got long to stay here.

Green trees a-bending, poor sinner stand a-trembling,
The trumpet sounds within-a my soul,
I han't got long to stay here.

Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus;
Steal away, steal away home— I han't got long to stay here.