I am happy in a prison, yes, I'm happy anywhere,
in my soul my savior's risen, of ten thousand he is spared.
Glory, glory, hallelujah, sinners lay your burdens down,
glory, glory, hallelujah, for a cross receive a crown.
When the food is low and failing, and the children bare for clothes,
I look up to father's healing for I know my savior knows.
I am happy in a prison, yes, I'm happy anywhere,
in my soul my savior's risen, of ten thousand he is spared.
Pentecostal fire is burning, and its coming draweth nigh,but I'm happy,
always happy, though in prison I must die.
I am happy in a prison, yes, I'm happy anywhere,
in my soul my savior's risen, of ten thousand he is spared.
Composição: A.P. Carter