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Goodbye for now,
my kind old friend.
We've been
partners and brothers, Through thick and through thin.
In life we shared
blood, in Christ the same name.
And on the other
side, we'll do it again.
I loved you, my
heart, as we fought side by side.
You were brave in
the battle and hard you did ride.
You're now there
with them and you left us behind,
But we'll all join
again, where there is no time.
You kept the faith
and you did not fail.
So we'll ride once
more, the old gospel trail.
With the armor of
God and the sword in your hand.
You departed with
a shout for the Great Beulah Land.
Just a few more
days and we'll all be with you.
To drink the cup
of God and to drink it anew.
Then we'll not
look back, nor will we sigh,
But grab the reins
and take to the sky.
And shout while
passing through the air,
"Farewell,
farewell, sweet hour of prayer!"
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