William Billings - Chesterfield - текст песни (слова)

Death may disolve my body now,
 And bear my spirit home;
 Why do my minutes move so slow,
 Nor my salvation come?
 
 With heav'nly weapons I have fought
 The Battles of the Lord
 Finished my course, and kept the Faith
 And wait the sure Reward.
 
 God has laid up in Heav'n for me
 A Crown which cannot fade;
 The righteous Judge at that great Day
 Shall place it on my head.
 
 Nor hath the King of Grace decreed
 This prize for me alone;
 But all that love, and long to see
 Th' Appearance of his Son.
 
 Jesus, the Lord, shall guard me safe
 From ev'ry ill Design;
 And to his heav'nly Kingdom keep
 This feeble Soul of mine.
 
 God is my everlasting Aid,
 And Hell shall rage in vain;
 To Him be hichest Glory paid,
 And endless Praise, Amen.