Farewell, my friends, I'm bound for Canaan,
I'm trav'ling through the wilderness;
Your company has been delightful,
You, who doth leave my mind distressed.
I go away, behind to leave you;
Perhaps never to meet again,
But if we never have the pleasure,
I hope we'll meet on Canaan's land.
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