| Text: | Looking to Jesus in Death |
| Author: | Swain |
1 Why should we shrink at Jordan’s flood,
Or dread the unknown way?
See, yonder rolls a stream of blood,
That bears the curse away.
2 Death lost his sting when Jesus bled;
When Jesus left the ground,
Disarmed, the King of terrors fled,
And felt a mortal wound.
3 And now his office is to wait
Between the saints and sin;
A porter at the heavenly gate,
To let the pilgrims in.
4 And though his pale and ghastly face
May seem to frown the while;
We soon shall see the King of grace,
And he’ll for ever smile.
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| First Line: | Why should we shrink at Jordan's flood |
| Title: | Looking to Jesus in Death |
| Author: | Swain |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1844 |
| Topic: | Death |