O tell me no more
5 & 6.
1
O tell me no moreOf this world's vain store,The time for such triflesWith me now is o'er.
2
A city I 've foundWhere true joys abound;To dwell I 'm determinedOn this happy ground.
3
My soul, don't delay,He calls thee away;Rise, follow thy Savior,And bless the glad day.