Farewell, for the present, farewell,
At most for a few fleeting years;
For soon with our God we shall dwell.
And know neither sorrow nor tears.
At most for a few fleeting years;
For soon with our God we shall dwell.
And know neither sorrow nor tears.
Increasing in knowledge and grace,
Abounding in labours of love,
May you run in the heavenly race
Till we meet in the glory above.
No parting shall ever be known
On that happy and heavenly shore;
Those seated with Christ on His throne
Go out from His presence no more.
Farewell, for the present, farewell,
The long-looked-for glory is near;
The joys of that morn, who can tell?
When Jesus our Lord will appear.
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Farewell! Farewell!
The long-looked-for glory is near:
Farewell! Farewell!
Soon Jesus our Lord will appear.