A Few More Years Shall Roll { A Few More Years Shall Roll BONAR-Lowell Mason CHALVEY-Rev. Leighton George Haynes DUNBAR-E. W. Dunbar A Few More Years Shall Roll } A few more years shall roll, A few more seasons come, And we shall be with those that rest Asleep within the tomb: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day; O wash me in Thy precious Blood, And take my sins away. A few more suns shall set O'er these dark hills of time, And we shall be where suns are not, A far serener clime: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that bright day; O wash me in Thy precious Blood, And take my sins away. A few more storms shall beat On this wild rocky shore, And we shall be where tempests cease, And surges swell no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that calm day; O wash me in Thy precious Blood, And take my sins away. A few more struggles here, A few more partings o'er, A few more toils, a few more tears, And we shall weep no more: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that blest day; O wash me in Thy precious Blood, And take my sins away. 'Tis but a little while And He shall come again, Who died that we might live, Who lives That we with Him may reign: Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that glad day, O wash me in Thy precious Blood, And take my sins away.