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When time shall call
I know not when
And my soul shall be no more of me
One last thought shall be of you
My friend, who loved so tenderly
I cannot say that my last thought
Shall be of you’re my friend
For that thought
My last thought
Is reserved for He who sends
His lovingkindness on my head
Faithfully each day
In the night He gives a song
He is my Hope and Stay
He my Savior, Guide and Friend
My last thought shall be
He who shed His precious blood
And died upon a tree.