---
title: Times and Seasons
description: Issues of 1841 to 1842.
authors:
  - Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints
editors:
  - Ebenezer Robinson
  - Don Carlos Smith
  - Smith, Joseph, Jr.
  - Taylor, John
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - newspaper
  - times-and-seasons
  - nauvoo
  - nineteenth-century
periodical: Times and Seasons
volume: 3
number: 24
published: 1842-10-15
publisher: E. Robinson and D. C. Smith; later John Taylor
publisher_place: Commerce and Nauvoo, Illinois
language: en
type: article
reference: "“Parting Hymn,” *Times and Seasons* 3, no. 24 (October 15, 1842): 958."
printed_title: PARTING HYMN.
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1842-10-15_3_24
  transcription: Text from the Centerplace.org transcription (https://www.centerplace.org/history/ts/v3n24.htm), with its page breaks; this Internet Archive scan is the reference copy (its OCR was used only as a witness for OCR repair)
  identifier: per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1842-10-15_3_24
start_page: 958
end_page: 958
curator_note: A Mormon newspaper published by the church in Nauvoo; included for historical study. Inclusion does not imply endorsement.
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1842 (Nauvoo, Illinois); published before 1931, so public domain in the United States
  source: https://archive.org/details/per_utah-and-the-mormons_times-and-seasons_1842-10-15_3_24
  publication_year: 1842
---

# Parting Hymn

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BY P. P. PRATT.

To leave my dear friends, and from neighbors to part, Dear friends, I must leave you, and bid you adieu,

And go from my home, it afflicts my poor heart- And pay my devotions in parts that are new;

With the thoughts of absenting myself far away, But still I'll remember in pilgrimage there

From the house of my God where I've chosen to pray. The joys that we tasted in answer to prayer.

But Jesus doth call me a message to bear, How oft, when the day's busy bustle has clos'd.

To kingdoms, and countries, and islands afar; And nature lies sleeping in silent repose,

His presence will bless me and be with me there, To some lone retreat I will fondly repair,

His Spirit inspire me, in answer to prayer. Remember my kindred, and pray for them there.

Then why should I linger with fondest desire

O'er home and the raptures its comforts inspire?

For sweeter, O sweeter, the message I bear

To comfort the mourner in answer to prayer.