1 I will part with thee, old master;
This is my firm resolve;
And I’ll boldly state my reason,
Why we must now dissolve.
Refrain:
The wages of sin is death,
The wages of sin is death,
The wages of sin is death, and woe,
And bitter remorse; I’ve found it so;
Bitter, bitter,
Bitter remorse and woe.
2 I have served thee long and faithful,
Confessed you were my lord;
All your way was dark and painful,
And what is my reward? [Refrain]
3 I have given time and talents,
My health and honor, too,
And exposed my soul to torments,
And what did you bestow? [Refrain]
4 You have flattered me, and promised
Much pleasure in your reign;
I have sowed and reaped your harvest,
Now what my wretched gain? [Refrain]
5 While beneath your doleful bondage,
How oft your father came,
Saying, “There is here no passage
Out from your dark domain.” [Refrain]
6 But the blood of my Redeemer
Has saved me through and through,
So, in Jesus’ name, forever
I bid all sin adieu. [Refrain]
Select Hymns, 1911 (Timeless Truths)