Farewell, my friends, time rolls along,

Nor waits for mortal care or bliss;

I leave you here to travel on,

Till I arrive where Jesus is.

Chorus.—Farewell, farewell, farewell,

My Christian friends, farewell.

2 Farewell, my brethren in the Lord,

To you I’m bound in cords of love,

Yet we believe his gracious word,

That we ere long shall meet above.

3 Farewell, old soldiers of the cross,

You’ve struggled long and hard for heaven,

You’ve counted all things here but dross,

Fight on, the crown will soon be given.

4 Farewell, poor careless sinners, too,

It grieves my soul to leave you here.

Eternal sorrow waits for you,

O turn, and find salvation near.