The Hour Of Departure

( Originally Published Early 1900's )

REV. JOHN LOGAN.

THE hour of my departure's come,
I hear the voice that calls me home;
At last, 0 Lord ! let trouble cease,
And let thy servant die in peace.

Not in mine innocence I trust;
I bow before thee in the dust;
And through my Saviour's blood alone
I look for mercy at thy throne.

I leave the world without a tear,
Save for the friends I held so dear:
To heal their sorrows, Lord, descend,
And to the friendless prove a friend.

I come, I come at thy command,
I give my spirit to thy hand ;
Stretch forth thine everlasting arms,
And shield me in the last alarms.