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,