De leader looks like the Israelite...’
“How the leader draws them out—to send their message surging across the summer night into the hearts of thousands!
‘Wade in de water,
God’s a-goin’ to trouble de water...’
“The last note swells and is still.
“In a moment they begin again. This time it is a joyous refrain, pulsing with the firmness of blessed assurance—assurance that warms the heart and moistens the eyes.
‘My God is so high you can’t get above Him,
My God is so low you can’t get below Him,
My God is so wide you can’t get around Him,
You must come in through de door...’