Luyện nghe bài hát Part Ix

The time is near for things to pass, the time for me to
But as I lie hear all alone, I really can't
That twenty years spent on earth would end in so much grief
That the many friendly should now stare hatefully
A letter home to mother and a home to dad
Another to my sweetheart, for whom I so sad
A lock of hair to to is all that will remain
And the grave inside this yard, a stone that bears no name
My and tribulations are nearly now all gone
A murderer I never was and my spirit will on
Jesus, help me in this troubled time, this of trouble deep
Help me find my of mind, help me Lord, to sleep