The next has a humbler and more domestic style of fancy.
XXVII.

FARE YE WELL.
"My true believers, fare ye well, Fare ye well, fare ye well, Fare ye well, by de grace of God, For I'm going home.
Massa Jesus give me a little broom For to sweep my heart clean, And I will try, by de grace of God, To win my way home." Among the songs not available for marching, but requiring the concentrated enthusiasm of the camp, was "The Ship of Zion," of which they had three wholly distinct versions, all quite exuberant and tumultuous.
XXVIII.

THE SHIP OF ZION.
"Come along, come along, And let us go home, O, glory, hallelujah?
Dis de ole ship o' Zion, Halleloo! Halleloo! Dis de ole ship o' Zion, Hallelujah! "She has landed many a tousand, She can land as many more.
O, glory, hallelujah! &c.
"Do you tink she will be able For to take us all home?
O, glory, hallelujah! &c.
"You can tell 'em I'm a comin', Halleloo! Halleloo! You can tell 'em I'm a comin', Hallelujah! Come along, come along," &c.
XXIX.

THE SHIP OF ZION.

_( Second version.)_ "Dis de good ole ship o' Zion, Dis de good ole ship o' Zion, Dis de good ole ship o' Zion, And she's makin' for de Promise Land.
She hab angels for de sailors, _( Thrice.)_ And she's, &c.
And how you know dey's angels?
_( Thrice.)_ And she's, &c.
Good Lord, Shall I be one?
_( Thrice.)_ And she's, &c.
"Dat ship is out a-sailin', sailin', sailin', And she's, &c.
She's a-sailin' mighty steady, steady, steady, And she's, &c.
She'll neither reel nor totter, totter, totter, And she's, &c.
She's a-sailin' away cold Jordan, Jordan, Jordan, And she's, &c.
King Jesus is de captain, captain, captain, And she's makin' for de Promise Land." XXX.