I'll soon be gone from this old world below
To Heaven's throne, eternal joys to know.
So without fear, I'll wait to hear the angel trumpet's tone,
And on that day I'll soar away. Oh yes, I'll soon be gone.
2. Well, soon the crumbling works of men must all be counted loss
And those who built upon the sand must pay the awful cost.
So why not kneel and pray today, the Spirit leads you on.
Then, with the saved you too can say, "Thank God, I'll soon be gone!"