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