#1
My time is swiftly on I must faint and die; My body to the dust And there lie. Let rage around And appear; My dust beneath the ground; no disturbance there.
To call poor to repent And their Savior dear. My preachers, boldly speak And on Zion's wall. Confirm the drunk, the weak And sinners call.
My loving wife, my friend, The of my love, The time's sweet l've spent with you, My sweet and dove, My little children near my My affections know. From each the path I attend. O them 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 often you have fer me And often me come. But now I must 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 is swiftly rolling on I must faint and die, My body to the return And there lie. Let persecutions around, Let appear; the cold and silent ground There's no there.
Through heats and I've toiled and went And wandered in To poor sinners to repent And the Savior dear.
My brother preachers, speak And on Zion's wall. the strong, revive the weak, And after call.
My little children, my heart, And seems to bind, It grieves me sorely to And you here behind.
Oh Lord, a father to be And keep from all harm they may love and worship Thee And dwell Thy charm.
My wife, my bosom friend, The of my love, The time's been sweet I spent thee, My sweet, my dove.
Though I must now depart from Let this not grieve heart, For you shortly come to me Where we never part.