| Song | Shrinking From The Cold Hand Of Death |
| Album | John Wesley’s Collection of Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Shrinking From The Cold Hand Of Death |
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Shrinking From The Cold Hand Of Death,
I Too Shall Gather Up My Feet,
Shall Soon Resign This Fleeting Breath,
And Die, My Fathers’ God To Meet.
Numbered Among Thy People, I
Expect With Joy Thy Face To See;
Because Thou Didst For Sinners Die,
Jesus, In Death Remember Me!
O That Without A Lingering Groan
I May The Welcome Word Receive!
My Body With My Charge Lay Down,
And Cease At Once To Work And Live.
