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Words: Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby, in Fresh Laurels for the Sabbath School, by William B. Bradbury (New York: Biglow & Main, 1867).
Music: "Away," William Batchelder Bradbury
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Away! away! not a moment to linger,
Haste we now with footstep free,
Where those who love in the vineyard to labor,
Wait for you and me.
Refrain
To the Sunday school rejoicing we will go,
'Tis a place where all are happy here below.
Where the way of life we learn to know,
And seek our home above.
Away! away! where the angels are bending
Lightly o'er the house of prayer.
Glad hymns of praise to the Lord of the Sabbath,
Sweetly echo there.
Refrain
Away! away! for the moments are flying,
Time for us will soon be o'er;
This holy day we will try to improve it,
Ere its light is o'er.
Refrain
Away! away! not a moment to linger,
Haste we now with footsteps free,
Where those who love in the vineyard to labor,
Wait for you and me.
Refrain
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