1 Who knows how soon my days are ended?
My years are few, and time speeds on.
How swiftly, in this world of changes,
May death approach and life be gone!
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
That I in peace may pass away.

2 So teach me, Lord, my days to number
That when the hour of death appears,
The wounds of Christ may be my refuge,
Nor may I spare repentant tears.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
That I in peace may pass away.

3 Help me to put my house in order
That I may ever ready be
To leave this world, and say in meekness:
Lord, deal Thou as Thou wilt with me.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
That I in peace may pass away.

4 O Father, let my sins be covered
With Jesus' blood and righteousness;
By faith this spotless garment wearing,
I rest shall find from all distress.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
That I in peace may pass away.

5 From Jesus naught my soul can sever,
Nor life nor death shall do me harm;
Him as my Lord and God confessing,
I easily my foes disarm.
My God, for Jesus' sake I pray
That I in peace may pass away.

6 With Him I live in sweet contentment,
And death instills no thought of fear;
For, while to Thee my ways commending,
I have this faith to lend me cheer:
Thy grace in Christ shall be my stay,
And I in peace shall pass away.