Old-Line Primitive Baptist Hymn and Tune Book

662 (P.M.) Mary Shindler

Shed not a tear o'er your friend's early bier,

When I am gone, when I am gone:

Smile when the slow tolling bell you shall hear, When &c.

Weep not for me as you stand 'round my grave,

Think who has gone, His beloved to save,

Think of the crown all the ransomed shall wear, When &c.

Shed not a tear as you all kneel in prayer, When &c.

Sing a sweet song when my grave you shall see, When &c.

Sing to the Lamb who on earth once was slain,

Sing to the Lamb who in heaven doth reign,

Sing 'til the earth shall be filled with His name, When &c.

Plant you a rose that shall bloom o'er my grave, When &c.

Sing a sweet song, such as angels may have, When &c.

Praise ye the Lord that I'm freed from all care,

Pray ye the Lord that in joys we may share;

Look up on high in the hope we'll meet there, When &c.