Let Me Go | AdventAI

The Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Dec 20, 1864

Let Me Go.

Let me go where saints are going, To the mansions of the blest— Let me go where my Redeemer Has prepared his people's rest. I would gain the realms of brightness, Where they dwell forever more; I would join the friends that wait me Over on the other shore:—

Chorus—Let me go, 'tis Jesus calls me, Let me gain the realms of day; Bear me o'er, on angel pinions; Longs my soul to be away.

Let me go, why should I tarry? What has earth to bind me here? What but cares and toils and sorrows? What but death and pain and fear? Let me go for hopes most cherished Blasted round me often lie! Oh! I've gathered brightest flowers But to see them fade and die. Let me go, &c.

Let me go where tears and sighing Are forever more unknown; Where the joyous songs of glory, Call me to a happier home. Let me go, I'd cease this dying, I would gain life's fairer plains; Let me join the myriad harpers, Let me chant their rapturous strains. Let me go, &c.

Let me go, there is a glory That my soul hath longed to know; I am thirsting for the waters Which from crystal fountains flow; There is where the angels tarry, There the saved forever throng, There the brightness wearies never, There I'll sing redemption's song. Let me go, &c.,