Tolling Bell

Lyrics

Shed not a tear o’er your friend’s early bier,
When I am gone, when I am gone;
Smile when the slow tolling bell you shall hear,
When I am gone, when I am gone.
Weep not for me when you stand round my grave,
Think who has died His beloved to save,
Think of the crown all the ransomed shall wear,
When I am gone, I am gone.