Classic Poem

O Lord, O Lord,
What shall I do?
Trouble done bore me down
O Lord, O Lord,
What shall I do?
O, trouble done bore me down.

He's gone on high to prepare a place,
Trouble done bore me down;
For to prepare a place for me and you,
Trouble…

O Lord, O Lord, have mercy on me,
Trouble…
O Lord, O Lord, have mercy on me,
Trouble…

I've seen some strangers quite unknown,
I'm a child of misery,
I'm sometimes up and sometimes down,
I'm sometimes level with the ground,
O Lord, O Lord, what shall I do?

I bent my knees and smote the ground,
I asked God almighty for to run me 'round,
O Lord, O Lord, what shall I do?