Indexes for The Sacred Harp, 1991 Edition
260 Farewell Anthem
Words: Anonymous
Music: Jacob French, 1789
Meter: Prose
My friends, I am going a long and tedious journey,
Never to return. Fare you well my friends,
And God grant we may meet together in that world above,
Where trouble shall cease and harmony shall abound.
Hark! Hark! my dear friends, for death hath called me,
And I must go, and die down in the cold and silent grave,
Where the mourners cease from mourning and the pris’ner is set free:
Where the rich and poor are both alike.
Fare you well, my friends.
Never to return. Fare you well my friends,
And God grant we may meet together in that world above,
Where trouble shall cease and harmony shall abound.
Hark! Hark! my dear friends, for death hath called me,
And I must go, and die down in the cold and silent grave,
Where the mourners cease from mourning and the pris’ner is set free:
Where the rich and poor are both alike.
Fare you well, my friends.