Steal Away - Izzy

Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus!

Steal away, steal away home,

I ain’t got long to stay here.

My Lord, He calls me,

He calls me by the thunder;

The trumpet sounds within my soul,

I ain’t got long to stay here.

Green trees are bending,

Poor sinners stand a-trembling;

The trumpet sounds within my soul,

I ain’t got long to stay here.

My Lord, He calls me,

He calls me by the lightning;

The trumpet sounds within my soul,

I ain’t got long to stay here.