And am I born to die
To lay this body down?
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown?
And must my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown?
A land of deepest shade
Unpierced by human thought
The dreary regions of the death
Where all things are forgot
The dreary regions of the death
Where all things are forgot
Soon as from earth I go
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my portion be?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my portion be?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my portion be?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my portion be?