The Hymnal ‎#443

443. A few more years shall roll

A few more years shall roll,
A few more seasons come,
And we shall be with those that rest
Asleep within the tomb;
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that great day;
O wash me in thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

A few more suns shall set
O'er these dark hills of time,
And we shall be where suns are not,
A far serener clime:
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that blest day;
O wash me in thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

A few more storms shall beat
On this wild rocky shore,
And we shall be where tempests cease,
And surges swell no more:
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that calm day;
O wash me in thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

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A few more struggles here,
A few more partings o'er,
A few more toils, a few more tears,
And we shall weep no more:
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that bright day;
O wash me in thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

'Tis but a little while
And he shall come again,
Who died that we might live, who lives
That we with him may reign:
Then, O my Lord, prepare
My soul for that glad day;
O wash me in thy precious blood,
And take my sins away.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: A few more years shall roll
• Author: Horatius Bonar (1842)
• Meter: S.M. D.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1916
• Topic: Old and New Year; Parochial Missions

Tune Information

• Name: CHALVEY
• Composer: Leighton G. Hayne (1868)
• Meter: S.M. D.
• Incipit: 56552 43322 67254
• Key: F Major