My warfare now will soon be o'er

1 My warfare now will soon be o'er,
My struglings will be past,
And I shall pant and groan no more,
But be reliev'd at last.

2 I soon shall breathe my latest breath,
And see an end to pain;
Therefore I will submit to death!
For I shall live again.

3 Sure I can never be deceiv'd
By him who died for me;
By him I was from death repriev'd
And set at liberty.

4 Not all the pow'rs of sin and death
Against me can prevail;
Nor all the force from Hell beneath,
Shall cause his word to fail.

5 My Saviour bears me safely through,
And brings me to that place;
Where all his glories I shall view,
And ever see his face.

6 Why should I fear to go from hence,
This present life to end;
I have establish'd confidence,
That Jesus is my friend.

7 My troubles and my sorrows cease,
And I shall be at rest;
My soul shall enter into peace,
And be with Jesus bless'd.

8 My soul desires to leave this clay,
And find a better home;
And wait that bless'd and happy day:
To see my Saviour come.


Source: Church Hymn Book: consisting of newly composed hymns with the addition of hymns and psalms, from other authors, carefully adapted for the use of public worship, and many other occasions (1st ed.) #CCXIII