Blind Willie Johnson

Jesus Make up My Dying Bed

The Soul of a Man

Dark Was The Night, Cold Was The Ground

Everybody Ought To Treat A Stranger Right

I Know His Blood Can Make Me Whole

I'm Gonna Run To The City Of Refuge

If I Had My Way I'd Tear The Building Down

It's Nobody's Fault But Mine

Jesus Make Up My Dying Bed

Keep Your Lamp Trimmed And Burning

Praise God I'm Satisfied

Trouble Will Soon Be Over

Dark Was the Night, Cold Was the Ground

Dark Was the Night, Cold Was the Ground

John the Revelator

It's Nobody's Fault but Mine

If I Had My Way I'd Tear the Building Down

God Moves On the Water

The Soul of a Man

I Know His Blood Can Make Me Whole