#1
My time is rolling on I must faint and die; My body to the dust And there lie. Let persecution rage And appear; My dust beneath the ground; There's no there.
To poor sinners to repent And seek Savior dear. My brother preachers, boldly And on Zion's wall. Confirm the drunk, the weak And sinners call.
My wife, my bosom friend, The of my love, The been sweet l've spent with you, My and harmless dove, My little children near my My affections know. each the path will I attend. O from can I go?!
O God, a to them be And keep them all harm, That they may love and worship And dwell Thy charm. How you have looked fer me And seen me come. But now I must from thee And return.
My loving wife, don't fer me, Neither lament nor Fer I will with my be And dwell his charm.
#2 The is swiftly rolling on When I faint and die, My body to the return And there lie. Let persecutions around, Let appear; Beneath the cold and silent There's no there.
Through heats and I've toiled and went And in despair; To call poor sinners to And seek the dear.
My brother preachers, boldly And on Zion's wall. Confirm the strong, the weak, And after call.
My children, near my heart, And seems to bind, It me sorely to depart And you here behind.
Oh Lord, a to them be And keep them all harm That they may love and worship And upon Thy charm.
My loving wife, my friend, The of my love, The been sweet I spent with thee, My sweet, my dove.
Though I must now from thee Let this not your heart, For you will shortly to me Where we shall part.