Starting the jubilee revival shout.
And some had visions, as they stood on chairs,
And sang of Jacob, and the golden stairs.
And they all repented, a thousand strong,
From their stupor and savagery and sin and wrong
And slammed their hymn books till they shook the room
With “Glory, glory, glory,”
And “Boom, boom, Boom.”
Then I saw the Congo, creeping through the black, |Exactly as in the first section.|
Cutting through the jungle with a golden track.