M0:|c:Ab|m:4/4|t:EWS 381 (311) Farewell all earthly treasure|a:Mary W. Bone|h:WEBB George James Webb (1837: 1803:1887)
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E1:Fare_well, all earth_ly trea_sure,/I bid you all a_dieu;/Fare_well, all earth_ly ho_nor,/I want no more of you./I want my un_ion ground_ed/On God's e_ter_nal Son,/Bey_ond the power of Sa_tan,/Where sin can ne_ver come./
E2:I want my name eng_ra_ven/A_mong the right_eous ones,/Who see my Fa_ther's glo_ry,/And wear a star_ry crown./For these, the bet_ter rich_es,/I'm wil_ling to pass through/All earth_ly tri_bu_la_tion,/And count it my just due.
E3:I'm wil_ling to be cleans_ed,/And bear the dai_ly cross;/I'm wil_ling to be purg_ed/From e_very kind of dross./I see the fi_ery fur_nace,/And feel its cleans_ing flame;/The fruit of it is ho_ly,/The gold will still re_main.
E4:All earth_ly tri_bu_la_tion/Is but a mo_ment here;/And O, if we are faith_ful,/A crown of life we'll wear!/We shall be pure and ho_ly,/And feed on ang_els' food,/Re_joic_ing in bright glo_ry/A_round the throne of God.
