1.A few more years shall roll,A few more seasons come,And we shall meet the loved who nowAre sleeping in the tomb:Chorus:Then, O my Lord, prepareMy soul for that great day;O, wash me in thy precious blood,And take my sins away.2.A few more storms shall beatOn this wild, rocky shore,And we shall be where tempests cease,And surges swell no more: [Chorus]3.A few more struggles here,A few more partings sore,A few more toils, a few more tears,And we shall weep no more: [Chorus]4.'Tis but a little while,And He shall come again,Who died that we might live, who livesThat we may with him reign: [Chorus]