Roll, Brandywine, Roll

I have given my bones to the banks
My body to the waters
To roll, Brandywine, roll
It is well with my soul

I have found my place of peace
In my time of reckoning
To roll, Brandywine, roll
It is well with my soul

I have gone a left my heart
My life, my love, my home
To roll, Brandywine, roll
It is well with my soul

I have turned off all my thinking
Except for what I need to know
To roll, Brandywine, roll
It is well with my soul

It's a fine, fine time
To roll down the Brandywine
It's a fine, fine, fine

I have not asked you to follow
Where I know you cannot go
To roll, Brandywine, roll
It is well with my soul

I have not left you a letter
How can I write my soul?
To roll, Brandywine, roll
It is well with my soul

It's a fine, fine time
To roll down the Brandywine
It's a fine, fine, fine

Oh, my weary soul, rest draweth nigh
The water's waist high and I am ready
To roll, Brandywine, roll
It is well with my soul

Oh no, don't you come down to the shore
I won't be here no more
Oh, you'll be here, but I'll be gone
Rolling down the river and
Singing my song

With every melody
of every symphony
from every bird in every tree
I am the least of these

It's a fine, fine time
To roll down the Brandywine
It's a fine, fine, fine

I am the least of these