| Here I lay upon my dying pillow
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| Around my bed there’s someone getting dark
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| They are watching the saddest thing that can happen
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| They are seeing a sinner as he dies
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| As death’s cold shadow hovers o’er me
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| To all sinners I plead with my last breath
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| Don’t shun the work of God that’s what I’ve done
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| And tonight I’m dying a sinner’s death
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| No one can know until he faces it
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| How bad dying a sinner can be
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| I’m facing it now as I plead with you
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| Don’t let it be with you as it is with me
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| My eyes feel so heavy as death claims me
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| No one can truthfully say I’m going to rest
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| When you look upon my face please have pity
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| Yes pity and hope for the best |