Come all you friends and
neighbors, for you know
that you’re born to die.
Come, view my situation
as helpless here I lie.
Long time have I been
striving dear Lord, remember
me.
And in my weakened
condition never let me
ask in vain.
There we’ll all join
together, dear Savior to
Adore. Where sickness
and consumption and
fevers is no more.
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