Why should I fear to die?
In that sweet home above
Are gathering all my family,
And all the friends I love;
Heavenward I look, and breathe the prayer.
Soon, soon their happiness to share.
Surely 'tis time to die !
My " threescore years and ten "
Are overpast, and oft I cry,
" How long, my Lord? Oh! when
Wilt Thou my ransomed spirit free.
And bid Thy child come home to Thee?"
Then, Saviour, let me die !
My sweetest moments here
Are those when, deigning to draw nigh.
Thou whisperest, " I am near."
And e'en from these bright glimpses given
I feel Thy presence must be heaven.
Oh ! when I come to die.
These glories let me see.
Ne'er grasped by human thought or eye,
Reserved in heaven by Thee ;
And show me, 'mid the parting strife.
That death is better far than life !
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