Farewell, beloved sufferers, companions in the fight,
Farewell!-the tearless morning breaks, and past the weary night.
Farewell, my mother and my kin; farewell, my sister dear;
My God shall bind your broken hearts and wipe the parting tear:
For soft as beds of roses are, so are death's pains to me.
Fear not the cross, His Spirit strong shall your sure comfort be.

Farewell, ye lone night wanderings in weariness and cold;
Farewell, sweet Bible teachings, more precious far than gold-
A lamp unto my wandering feet, and to my weary heart
Sweet balm of consolation, a light in trials dark.
Farewell, declining sun:I go where suns no more go down;
In the pierced hand of Christ I see the martyr's crown.

Farewell, pale moon, that oft has lit my feet with travel sore;
These eyes that oft have blest thy beams shall need thy light no more-
No waning moon, no darkening cloud, no night nor parting see
Where God's resplendent glory shines o'er all eternally.
And soon these eyes shall see THE KING! All ravished in His love
My soul shall to her mountain fly through parting clouds above!

O mother dear, Jerusalem, thy bulwarks strong I see:The pure Assembly of the Just to glory beckons me. Ten thousand thousand shining ones, "Worthy the Lamb," they sing, And far beyond death's shadow pale shall bear me on their wing. The stainless robe, the waving palm, the joyous, glad acclaim, The victory of my Lord, "the lamb," for evermore proclaim. Then welcome, welcome, precious Christ! I hear the bridegroom's voice! Weep not for me, ye parting crowd; with me rejoice, rejoice!
" STAND YE … AND ASK FOR THE OLD PATHS "