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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Blind Willie Johnson
Blind Willie Johnson
Acoustic Guitar
Brian Kilgore
Brian Kilgore
Percussion
Bryan Carrigan
Bryan Carrigan
Programming
Charlie Bisharet
Charlie Bisharet
Violin
George Doering
George Doering
Guitar
Hollywood Studio Symphony
Hollywood Studio Symphony
Orchestra
Lyle Workman
Lyle Workman
Guitar
Mike Fisher
Mike Fisher
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
W. Johnson
W. Johnson
Composer
Blind Willie Johnson
Blind Willie Johnson
Composer
Bob Elhai
Bob Elhai
Orchestrator
Jeff Toyne
Jeff Toyne
Orchestrator
JoAnn Kane Music Services
JoAnn Kane Music Services
Copyist
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Fogel
Chris Fogel
Engineer
Daryl Kell
Daryl Kell
Editing Engineer
Edward Shearmur
Edward Shearmur
Producer
Iain Softley
Iain Softley
Executive Producer
Patricia Sullivan-Fourstar
Patricia Sullivan-Fourstar
Mastering Engineer
Robert Townson
Robert Townson
Executive Producer
Sara Lord
Sara Lord
Music Supervisor

Lyrics

Ah, Lord
Ah, Lord
Year of nineteen hundred and twelve
April the fourteenth day
Great Titanic struck an iceberg
People had to run and pray
God moves, moves, God moves, ah
And the people had to run and pray
The guards who had been a-watching
Asleep 'cause they were tired
When they heard the great excitement
Then a gunshot was fired
God moves, moves, God moves, ah
And the people had to run and pray
Captain Smith gave orders
Women and children first
Many of the lifeboats piled right up
Many were liable to crush
God moves on, God moves, God moves, ah
And the people had to run and pray
Ahh-ah
So many had to leave their happy home
All that they possess
Lord Jesus, will you hear us now
Help us in our distress
God moves, God moves, God moves, ah
People had to run and pray
Women had to leave their loving ones
See 'bout their safety
When they heard the liner was doomed
Hearts did almost break
God moves, God moves, God moves, ah
And the people had to run and pray
A.G. Smith, mighty man
Built a boat that he couldn't understand
Named it a name of God in a tin
Without a C, Lord, he pulled it in
God moves, ah, God moves, God moves, ah
And the people had to run and pray
Well
Ahh, ah, Lord
Written by: Blind Willie Johnson, W. Johnson
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