#1
My is swiftly rolling on When I faint and die; My to the dust return And there lie. Let persecution around And Antichrist My silent dust beneath the no disturbance there.
To call poor to repent And seek Savior dear. My brother preachers, speak And stand on wall. Confirm the drunk, confirm the And sinners call.
My loving wife, my friend, The of my love, The been sweet l've spent with you, My and harmless dove, My little near my heart My affections know. From each the will I attend. O from can I go?!
O God, a to them be And keep from all harm, That they may love and Thee And upon Thy charm. How you have looked fer me And often me come. But now I depart from thee And return.
My wife, don't grieve fer me, lament nor mourn; Fer I will my Jesus be And upon his charm.
#2 The time is rolling on When I must and die, My body to the dust And forgotten lie. Let rage around, Let Antichrist Beneath the cold and ground There's no there.
Through and cold I've toiled and went And in despair; To call poor to repent And the Savior 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 to depart And leave you behind.
Oh Lord, a to them be And them from all harm That they may love and Thee And dwell Thy charm.
My wife, my bosom friend, The of my love, The time's been I spent with thee, My sweet, my dove.
Though I must now depart from Let this not your heart, For you will shortly to me Where we never part.