For a Dying Friend, Part 1

Happy soul, depart in peace,
Leave awhile thy friends below;
Jesus speaks the kind release,
Go, to Jesu's bosom go!

Hark, He calls His exile home,
(Joyfully the call obey,)
"Come up hither, quickly come,
Rise, My love, and come away.

"I have thy salvation wrought,
I did for thy guilt atone;
Thou art Mine, so dearly bought,
Thee I challenge for My own.

"I, even I, have purged thy sin,
Have for thee a place prepared;
Heaven is open, enter in,
Find in Me thy great reward.

"Thee the purchase of My blood,
Thee My servant, child, and bride,
Thee I claim, thy Lord and God,
Who for thee have lived and died.

"Come, through the dark valley come!
Do not I thy spirit stay?
Fear no evil, hasten home,
Rise, My love, and come away!"