Steal Away to Heaven

Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen. Nobody knows but Jesus. Nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen. Glory hallelujah. Sometimes I’m up, sometimes I’m down. O yes, Lord. Sometimes I’m almost to the ground. O yes, Lord. O nobody knows the trouble I’ve seen. Nobody knows but my Jesus. Nobody knows the trouble that I’ve seen. Glory hallelujah. Sometimes I feel like a motherless child, Sometimes I feel like a motherless child, Sometimes I feel like a motherless child, a long way from home, a long way from home. Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone, Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone, Sometimes I feel like I’m almost gone, way up in the heav’nly land, way up in the heav’nly land. Lord! way up in the heav’nly land where I’ll steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus. Steal away, steal away home. I ain’t got long to stay here. No, I ain’t got long to stay here.