A Few more days on earth to spend. And all my toils and cares shall end, And I shall see my God and Friend, And praise His name on high; No more to sigh or shed a tear, No more to suffer pain or fear, But God, and Christ, and heav'n appear Unto the raptured eye. Then, O my soul, despond no more, The storm of life will soon be o'er. And I shall find the peaceful shore, Of everlasting rest, O happy day, O joyful hour! When freed from earth my soul shall tow'r Beyond the reach of Satan's pow'r. To be forever blest. My soul anticipates the day; I'll joyfully the call obey Which comes to summon me away To seats prepared above; There I shall see my Saviour's face, And dwell in his beloved embrace, And taste the fullness of his grace, And sing redeeming love.