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1. Give ear to me, ye sons of men,
Why stand ye gazing round my bed,
We all must die, the Lord knows when,
And lie among the silent dead;
Though now in health, you all may die,
And turn to dust as soon as I.
2. When from my Maker's hand I came,
The seeds of death were in me sown;
Which will dissolve my mortal frame
Soon as the bloom of life is blown;
Behold me on a dying bed,
Forget me not, when I am dead.
3. The seeds of grace have since been sown,
And rooted well within my soul;
Which being ripe and fully grown,
Flow sweetly on the moments roll.
Come, welcome death and set me free,
My Savior's face I long to see.
4. Farewell, my father, kind and dear,
I wish you well with all my heart;
Farewell, my mother, fond and near.
For you and I mud shortly part,
My Jesus calls, and I will go,
And leave all earthly things below.
