1 Jesus! when my soul is parting
From this body frail and weak,
And the deathly dew is starting
Down this pale and wasted cheek,—
Thine, my Saviour,
Be the name I last shall speak,
Be the name I last shall speak.
2 Jesus! when my mem’ry wanders
Far from loved ones at my side,
And in fitful dreaming ponders
Who are they that near me glide,—
Last, my Saviour,
Let my tho’ts on Thee abide,
Let my tho’ts on Thee abide.
3 When the morn in all its glory
Charms no more mine ear or eye,
And the shadows closing o’er me
Warn me of the time to die,—
Last, my Saviour,
Let me see Thee standing by,
Let me see Thee standing by.
4 When my feet shall pass the river,
And upon the farther shore
I shall walk, redeem’d forever,
Ne’er to sin—to die no more,—
First, Lord Jesus!
Let me see Thee, and adore,
Let me see Thee, and adore.
Source: The Helper in Sacred Song: for Sunday-schools, churches, and devotional services #53