The Reverend John B. Daniels

Hush feel over the congregation
Organ began to play
Sun was shining through the stained glass windows
Reflecting a summer’s day
The choir began singing the first and last verse
«Nearer my god to thee»
The stage was set and the thing was ripe
For what you was about to see
He came walking on stage in a long black suit
«Mother don’t spare the rod»
The reverend John B. Daniels getting it together
Calvary, church of god
He was singing
Hallelujah
Reverend John B. Daniels would say
Hallelujah
Get ready for the judgement day
Judgement day
Listen to my brothers, listen to my sisters
Try to comprehend
No mater what kind of life you’ve been living
Gotta be born again
Fire in his voice, and love in his eyes
Cried, «Don't spare the rod»
Stand up children, won’t you sing his praise
Won’t you shout the name of god
Hands started clappin'
People started shoutin'
Cried, «Don't spare the rod»
The reverend John B. Daniels getting it together
Calvary, church of god
Lord, he was singing
Hallelujah
You know that John B. Daniels would say
You could hear him preachin' on a Sunday morning
Children won’t you sing his praises