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Southern Spaces
A journal about real and imagined spaces and places of the US South and their global connections

Beside the gospel pool,
Appointed for the poor,
From time to time my helpless soul
Has waited for a cure.

The hill of Zion yields
A thousand sacred sweets,
Before we reach the heav'nly fields
Or walk the golden streets.

From White, B.F. The Sacred Harp Revised Cooper edition, Samson, Alabama: Sacred Harp Book Co., 2006.

Published: 17 August 2010
© 2010 Laurie Kay Sommers and Southern Spaces