When I was a leaner
I sought truth night and day.
I asked our Lord to help me
And he showed me the way.
Go, tell it on the mountain,
Over the hills and everywhere.
Go, tell it on the mountain:
That Jesus Christ is born
He made me a watchman
Upon the city wall,
And if I am a christian,
I am the least of all
Go, tell ...
Writer(s): Traditional, Joel Rocher
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