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The Southern harmony, and musical companion

containing a choice collection of tunes, hymns, psalms, odes, and anthems

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[See how the wicked kingdom]

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The following poem is scored for music in the source text.

1

See how the wicked kingdom
Is falling ev'ry day!
And still our blessed Jesus
Is winning souls away:
But O how I am tempted,
No mortal tongue can tell!
So often I'm surrounded
With enemies from hell.

2

With weeping and with praying,
My Jesus I have found,
To crucify old nature,
And make his grace abound.
Dear children, don't be weary,
But march on in the way;
For Jesus will stand by you,
And be your guard and stay.

3

If sinners will serve Satan,
And join with one accord,
Dear brethren, as for my part,
I'm bound to serve the Lord;
And if you will go with me,
Pray give to me your hand,
And we'll march on together,
Unto the promised land.

4

Through troubles and distresses,
We'll make our way to God;
Though earth and hell oppose us,
We'll keep the heavenly road.
Our Jesus went before us,
And many sorrows bore,
And we who follow after,
Can never meet with more.

5

Thou dear to me, my brethren,
Each one of you I find.
My duty now compels me
To leave you all behind:
But while the parting grieves us,
I humbly ask your prayers,
To bear me up in trouble,
And conquer all my fears.

6

And now, my loving brothers,
I bid you all farewell!
With you my loving sisters,
I can no longer dwell.
Farewell to every mourner!
I hope the Lord you'll find,
To ease you of your burden,
And give you peace of mind

7

Farewell, poor careless sinners!
I love you dearly well;
I've labour'd much to bring you
With Jesus Christ to dwell,
I now am bound to leave you—
O tell me, will you go?
But if you won't decide it,
I'll bid you all adieu!

8

We'll bid farewell to sorrow,
To sickness, care, and pain,
And mount aloft with Jesus
For evermore to reign;
We'll join to sing his praises
Above the ethereal blue,
And then, poor careless sinners
What will become of you?