A Few More Years Shall Roll

refrain

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.

refrain

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.

refrain

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.

refrain

a few more sabbaths here

shall cheer us on our way,

and we shall reach the endless rest,

th’eternal sabbath day;

then, o my lord, prepare

my soul for that sweet day.

refrain

’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.

refrain