Come on, My Partners in Distress WILLOWBY—Crane Come on, My Partners in Distress 1 Come on, my partners in distress, My comrades through the wilderness, Who still your bodies feel; Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears, To that celestial hill. 2 Beyond the bounds of time and space, Look forward to that heavenly place, The saints’ secure abode: On faith’s strong eagle-pinions rise, And force your passage to the skies, And scale the mount of God. 3 Who suffer