1 Who knows how near my life's expended?
Time flies, and death is hasting on,
How soon, my term of trial ended
Death may be here and life be gone.
My God, for Jesus' sake, I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.

2 My many sins! O veil them over
With merits of Thy dying Son!
I here Thy richest grace discover,
Here find I peace, and here alone;
My God, for Jesus' sake, I pray
thy peace may bless my dying day.

3 His bleeding wounds give me assurance
That Thy free mercy will abide;
Here strength I find for death's endurance,
And hope for all I need beside:
My God, for Jesus' sake, I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.

4 Naught shall my soul from Jesus sever,
Nor life, nor death; things high nor low;
I take Him as my Lord forever,
My future trust, as He is now;
My God, for Jesus' sake, I pray
Thy peace may bless my dying day.