Tuesday, 4 November 2008

Come Awa’ Noo Ma Freens

Provided by: June Marshall (Portadown) and Gordon Steel (Glasgow)
Source: “Sacred Scotch Solos" by Alexander Halliday
Date: Circa 1920?
Tune: The Morning Bells Are Ringing

(the chorus of this hymn is also available here)


The days gang unca swiftly past and hurry quickly by
For guid or ill they slip awa’ nae maitter hoo we sigh
The sun gangs roon his daily coorse, the tides they rest an’ fa
And mony o’ oor dearest freens gang doon like meltin’ snaw

Sae come awa’ noo ma freens, there’s mercy wi’ the Saviour
His grace aye keeps ye cheery, while the days are slippin’ by
Sae the joys awaits us when we gang hame tae glory
We’ll be singin’ wi’ the ransomed in the sweet by an’ by

Whaur we shall gang when this life’s ower, will a’ indeed depend
On hoo we’ve treated Him, Wha is the sinner’s truest friend
We’ve a’ gang wrang and faur come short, but a’ things He maks new
An’ len’s His help and gies His haun’ tae guide us safely thro’

It’s true that some hae ither thochts and canna see much wrang
But bide a wee, they’ll change their tune, an’ see they hae din wrang
We wish sae much that they would come tae Jesus, ane an’ a’
And ask Him thro’ His precious bluid tae mak’ them white as snaw

Weel ithers jist maun dae their best, syne they get on sae weel
But we maun trust in Jesus’ Word, and tae it set oor seal
An’ while the Lord spares us doon here, an’ gies us days tae spen’
Frae day tae day wi’ Him we’ll walk, tae this bit life shall en’.