#1
My time is swiftly on When I must faint and My to the dust return And fergotten lie. Let persecution rage And appear; My silent dust beneath the There's no there.
To call poor to repent And their Savior dear. My brother preachers, boldly And stand on wall. Confirm the drunk, confirm the And after call.
My wife, my bosom friend, The of my love, The time's sweet l've spent with you, My sweet and dove, My little children my heart My affections know. each the path will 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 looked fer me And often me come. But now I must from thee And return.
My loving wife, don't fer me, lament nor mourn; Fer I will my Jesus be And upon his charm.
#2 The time is swiftly on When I must and die, My to the dust return And forgotten lie. Let persecutions around, Let appear; Beneath the cold and silent 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 brother preachers, boldly And stand on wall. Confirm the strong, the weak, And sinners call.
My little children, my heart, And seems to bind, It grieves me sorely to And leave you behind.
Oh Lord, a father to be And keep them from all That they may love and Thee And upon Thy charm.
My loving wife, my friend, The of my love, The time's sweet 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 shall part.