My latest sun is sinking fast
My race is nearly run My strongest trials now are past
My triumph has begun

Oh, come, angel band
Come and around me stand
Oh, bear me away on your snow-white wings to my immortal home
Oh, bear me away on your snow-white wings to my immortal home

Oh, bear my longing heart to Him
Who bled and died for me
Whose blood now cleanses from all sin
And gives me victory

I know I’m near the holy ranks
Of friends and kindred dear
I hear the waves on Jordan’s banks
The crossing must be near

Jefferson Hascall, Public Domain