Dear friends, farewell I do you tell,
Since you and I must part.
I go away, and here you stay,
But still we’re joined in heart.
Your love to me has been most free,
Your conversation sweet;
How can I bear to journey where
With you I cannot meet.

Yet do I find my heart inclined
To do my work below;
When Christ doth call I trust I shall
Be ready then to go.
I leave you all, both great and small,
In Christ’s encircling arms;
Who can you save from the cold grave,
And shield you from all harm.

I trust you’ll pray, both night and day,
And keep your garments white,
For you and me, that we may be
The children of the light.
If you die first, anon you must,
The will of God be done;
I hope the Lord will you reward
With an immortal crown.

If I’m called home whilst I am gone,
Indulge no tears for me;
I hope to sing, and praise my King
To all eternity.
Millions of years, over the spheres
Shall pass in sweet repose,
While beauty bright unto my sight
Thy sacred sweets desclose.

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