Hicks' Farewell, Lyric Variant 03


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Hicks' Farewell, Lyric Variant 03


One leaf typewritten on the front side. The document is in good physical condition. The document was laminated. The lower left corner was folded into the laminate.


Spirituals (Songs) -- United States Clergy -- Songs and music Last words -- Songs and music Farewells -- Songs and music Death -- Songs and music

Alternative Title

The Dying Father's Farewell. Hick's Farewell. The Minister's Last Goodbye


Berryman Hicks, 1778-1839


W. L. Eury Appalachian Collection, Appalachian State University

Date Created



I. G. Greer


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The Dying Preacher

My brother preacher boldly speaks
And stands on Zion's walls,
T'revive the strong,confirm the weak
And after sinners call.

My brothers,fare you well,
Your fellowship I love.
In time no more, I shall see you,
But soon we'll meet above.

My little children near my heart
And nature seems to bind.
It grieves me sorely to depart,
And leave you all behind.

O Lord,a Father to them be,
And keep them from all harm.
That they may love and worship Thee
And dwell upon the charms.

My loving wife, my bosom friend,
The object of my love,
The time's been sweet I've spent with you
My sweet and harmless dove.

My loving wife, don't grieve for me,
Neither lament nor mourn.
For I shall with my Savior be,
When you are left alone.

How often you have looked for me,
And often seen me come,
But now I must depart from thee
And never more return.

For I can never come to Thee
Let not this grieve your heart.
For you will shortly come to me
Where we shall never part.

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Hicks' Farewell, Lyric Variant 03

Document Title

The Dying Preacher

Scholarly Classification

Brown, Religious Songs - 530 Randolph, 617

Dimensions - Original

216 mm x 279 mm

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Paul L. Robertson