The hour of my departure's come

Verse 1

The hour of my departure’s come; I hear the voice that calls me home; at last, O Lord! let trouble cease, and let thy servant die in peace.

Verse 2

The race appointed I have run; the combat’s o’er, the prize is won; and now my witness is on high, and now my record’s in the sky.

Verse 3

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.

Verse 4

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.

Verse 5

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.

Verse 6

The hour of my departure’s come; I hear the voice that calls me home: now, O my God! let trouble cease, now let thy servant die in peace.