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A Collection of Hymns from Various Authors,
Leeds, England, 1795
1. The night draws on, I must away;
In hallelujahs close the day;
The sun sets in the western skies,
I never more may see him rise.
2. Hark! Angels chant their anthems high,
While on my deathlike bed I lie;
Oh! spread your purple pinions round,
And may my sleep be sweet and sound.
3. If I awake before 'tis light,
Clad in the mantles of the night;
I’ll think the last great day is near;
The trumpet sounds, and all appear.
4 O! may I always ready stand,
With my lamp burning in my hand;
That when I hear the bridegroom's voice,
I may in sight of heaven rejoice.
