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Farewell, my friends beloved,
Time passes fleetly;
When moments are improved,
Time passes sweetly:
In Jesus we are one;
When our few years are gone
Before the shining throne
We’ll meet in glory.
The woes of life we feel,
And its temptations;
But let us nobly fill
Our proper stations:
Soldiers of Christ, hold fast,
The war will soon be past;
When victory comes at last,
We’ll meet in glory.
And O what joys shall crown
That happy meeting!
We’ll bow before the throne,
Each other greeting;
Refreshed again we start,
Though for awhile we part,
Yet, always joined in heart,
We’ll meet in glory.
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6 5 6 5 6 6 6 5
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BUNYAN
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