| Song | A Few More Years Shall Roll |
| Album | The Christian Hymn Book |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Writer(s) | A. Campbell And Others |
| Publisher / Copyrights | |
| Key | |
| Tags | A Few More Years Shall Roll |
| Theme(s) | Aspirations |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
| CCLI Song No |
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 Blest 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.
A Few More Meetings Here,
Shall Cheer Us On Our Way;
And We Shall Reach The Endless Rest,
The Eternal Sabbath Day.
Then, O My Lord, Prepare
My Soul For That Sweet Day,
O Wash Me In Thy Precious Blood,
And Take My Sins Away.
