1 It is not death to die--
To leave this weary road,
And 'mid the brotherhood on high,
To be at home with God.
2 It is not death to close
The eye long dimm'd by tears,
And wake in glorious repose
To spend eternal years.
3 It is not death to bear
The wrench that sets us free
From dungeon chain, to breathe the air
Of boundless liberty.
4 It is not death to fling
Aside this sinful dust,
And rise, on strong, exulting wing,
To live among the just.
5 Jesus, Thou Prince of life!
Thy chosen cannot die:
Like Thee, they conquer in the strife,
To reign with Thee on high.
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First Line: | It is not death to die |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Christians: their life and experience; Death: anticipation of |
Notes: | Author from index: Bethune |