1 I hear the gospel's joyful sound,
An organ I shall be,
For to sound forth redeeming live,
And sinner's misery.
2 Honor'd parents fare you well,
My Jesus doth me call;
I leave you here with God until
I meet you once for all.
3 With due affections I'll forsake
My parents and their house,
And to the wilderness betake,
To pay the Lord my vows.
4 Then thro' the wilderness I'll run,
Preaching the gospel free;
O be not anxious for your son,
The Lord will comfort me.
5 And if through preaching I shall gain
True subjects to my Lord,
'Twill more than recompense my pain,
To see them love his word.
6 My soul doth with Mount Sion well,
What'er becomes of me:
Ther my best friends and kindred dwell,
And there I long to be.
Divine Hymns of Spiritual Songs, 1802