#1
My is swiftly rolling on When I must and die; My body to the dust And there lie. Let persecution rage And Antichrist My silent beneath the ground; There's no there.
To call poor sinners to And seek their dear. My preachers, boldly speak And stand on wall. Confirm the drunk, confirm the And after call.
My loving wife, my friend, The of my love, The time's been sweet spent with you, My sweet and dove, My little children near my My warm know. each the path will I attend. O from can I go?!
O God, a to them be And keep from all harm, That they may love and worship And upon Thy charm. How often you looked fer me And seen me come. But now I must depart thee And return.
My wife, don't grieve fer me, Neither lament nor Fer I with my Jesus be And dwell his charm.
#2 The is swiftly rolling on When I must and die, My body to the dust And there lie. Let rage around, Let Antichrist Beneath the cold and ground There's no there.
heats and cold I've toiled and went And in despair; To call poor to repent And seek the dear.
My preachers, boldly speak And on Zion's wall. Confirm the strong, the weak, And sinners call.
My little children, my heart, And nature to bind, It grieves me sorely to And you here behind.
Oh Lord, a father to be And keep them from all That they may love and worship And dwell Thy charm.
My wife, my bosom friend, The of my love, The time's sweet I spent with thee, My sweet, my dove.
I must now depart from thee Let this not grieve heart, For you shortly come to me we shall never part.