A dying saints farewell.

DEAR friends farewell, I go to dwell With Jesus Christ on high: There for to sing praise to my King To all eternity.

Weep not for me, for here you see My trials have been great; But now ('tis true) I bid adieu, And change my mournful state.

'Twill not be long before the throng Will all together be; And you that know the Lord below, Shall then your Savior see.

There we shall join in songs divine, God's holy name shall praise; And view Christ's smile's, forget the toils Of these few evil days.

There we shall stand at his right hand And in his presence dwell; And him adore for evermore; So, brethren, now farewell.