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