For my Daddy…. I miss you, pap-pap…
A Christian’s Farewell.
Brethren, farewell,
I do you tell,
I’m sorry to leave,
I love you so well.
Now I must go,
where I don’t know,
Wherever Christ leads me
the trumpet to blow.
Here I have worked,
labored awhile,
But labor is sweet
if Jesus doth smile.
When I am done,
I will go home
Where Jesus is smiling
and bids me to come.
The wicked flee when none pursueth..." - Proverbs 28:1