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I Bowed on My Knees and Cried "Holy"

I dreamed of that city called Glory, so bright and so fair

Author: Nettie Dudley Washington
Tune: CRIED HOLY
Published in 9 hymnals

Representative Text

1 I dreamed of a city called glory, so bright and so fair,
When I entered the gates i cried holy, the angels all met me there.
They carried me from mansion to mansion, Oh, the sights I saw.
Then I said I want to see Jesus,
The One who died for me.
I bowed on my knees and cried holy, holy, holy,
I clapped my hands and sang glory, glory to the Son of God.

2 Then as I entered the gates of that city, my loved ones all knew me well,
They took me down the streets of heaven, on the scenes too many to tell.
I saw Abraham, Jacob and Isaac; talked with Mark and Timothy.
But I said I want to see Jesus,
The One who died for me.
I bowed on my knees and cried holy, holy, holy,
I clapped my hands and sang glory, glory to the Son of God.

Source: African American Heritage Hymnal #599

Author: Nettie Dudley Washington

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Text Information

First Line: I dreamed of that city called Glory, so bright and so fair
Title: I Bowed on My Knees and Cried "Holy"
Author: Nettie Dudley Washington
Language: English
Refrain First Line: Then I fell on my knees and cried, "Holy," "Holy," "Holy"
Copyright: Public Domain

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African American Heritage Hymnal #599

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The New National Baptist Hymnal #304

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The New National Baptist Hymnal (21st Century Edition) #473

Include 6 pre-1979 instances
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