I ran across the article on the Opus Dei seminarians defeating the North American Martyrs in the Clericus Cup. I was intrigued that reform2 hasn’t hit our seminarians just yet:

At least the Martyrs’ fans continued to dominate the cheering section. One seminarian brought a battery-powered megaphone, and at one point he led the crowd in singing “Swing Low, Sweet Chariot.”

Interesting choice; it wouldn’t have occurred to me. Which verse was fitting, do you suppose? Just for the record, the lyrics:

Chorus: Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry me home

I looked over Jordan and what did I see
Coming for to carry me home
A band of angels coming after me
Coming for to carry me home

(chorus)

Sometimes I’m up and sometimes I’m down
Coming for to carry me home
But still my soul feels heavenly bound
Coming for to carry me home

(chorus)

The brightest day that I can say
Coming for to carry me home
When Jesus washed my sins away,
Coming for to carry me home.

(chorus)

If I get there before you do
Coming for to carry me home
I’ll cut a hole and pull you through
Coming for to carry me home

(chorus)

At my Tuesday night sessions with the younger kids at the Crittenton Center, I use this song, too. My sense of it is more as a lullaby, sometimes with an altered text:

Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry you to bed
Swing low, sweet chariot
Coming for to carry you to bed

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