The living know that they must die

1 The living know that they must die,
But all the dead unconscious lie;
Their powers of thought and sense are gone,
Alike unknowing the unknown.

2 Their hatred and their love are lost,
Their envy buried in the dust;
They have no share in all that's done
Beneath the circuit of the sun.

3 Then what my thoughts design to do,
My hands must hasten to pursue;
Since no device, nor work is found,
Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground.

Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #929