Classic Poem

The soull pleasing it self beforehand with its last farwell at its departure

Farwell vain world, from thee I flee
again, I say farwell
Lord Jesus, I now come to thee
in ocean love to dwell.

Adeiw Saten now for ever
thou shalt me no more tempt
From thy strong, subtle, endevour
I shall be now, exempt.

Farwell you cords, of misery
I meane, in dwelling sin
Farwell, to all eternity
I goe to Christ, my king.

Farwell relations, & freinds
With joy, I take my leave
Sweet Jesus, shall make me amends
Though death of you bereive.

Farwell dear freind, thou tent of clay
in hope ly down, to rest
I shall meet thee, another day
more gloriously drest.

Far well my doupts, and dismall fears
I shall know you no more
farwell my sorrows, & my tears
to constant joy, I soare.

Now farwell faith, and welcome sight
farwell pray'r, & wellcome praise
From this world, I now take my flight
to sit under Christs rays

Now deerest, sweetest Jesus I
commit my soull, to thee
Hoping in thine armes, I shall ly
and thy face always see.

Come Lord Jesus come quickly
Amen.