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CCXV. Death may dissolve my body now

1 [Death may dissolve my body now,
And bear my spirit home;
Why do my minutes move so slow,
Nor my salvation come?

2 With heav'nly weapons I have fought
The battles of the Lord;
Finish'd my course, and kept the faith,
And wait the sure reward.]

3 God has laid up in heav'n for me
A crown which cannot fade;
The righteous Judge at that great day
Shall place it on my head.

4 Nor hath the King of grace decreed
This prize for me alone;
But all that love, and long to see
Th'appearance of his Son.

5 Jesus the Lord shall guard me safe
From every ill design;
And to his heav'nly kingdom take
This feeble soul of mine.

6 God is my everlasting aid,
And hell shall rage in vain;
To him be highest glory paid,
And endless praise. Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Death may dissolve my body now
Author: Watts
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1816
Topic: Visitation of the Sick: For such as are supposed to be just expiring
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