XIX. Brethren farewell, I do you tell

1 Brethren farewell, I do you tell
That you and I must part:
I go away, and here you stay;
But still we join in heart.

2 Your love to me, has run most free,
Your conversation sweet,
How con I bear to journey, where
With you I cannot meet?

3 Yet I do find my heart inclin'd
To do my work below.
When Christ doth call, I trust I shall
Be ready for to go.

4 I leave you all, both great and small
In Christ's encircling arms,
Who can you save, from death and grave
And shield you from all harms.

5 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.

6 If you die first, amen you must,
The will of God be done;
I hope the Lord will you reward
With an immortal crown.

7 If I'm call'd home, while I am gone,
Indulge no tears for me;
I hope to sing and praise my king
Through all eternity.

8 Millions of years over the spheres,
Shall pass in sweet repose,
While beauties bright unto my sight,
Their sacred sweets disclose.

9 I long to go— then fare ye well,
My soul will be at rest
No more shall I complain, or sigh,
But taste the heav'nly feast.

10 O may we meet, and be complete,
And long together dwell;
And serve the Lord with one accord,
So brethren all farewell.

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First Line: Brethren farewell, I do you tell
Language: English
Publication Date: 1801
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