1 Real christians need not fear to die,
Or to depart from here;
Since death bears them to God on high!
Where their great treasures are.

2 No pain or groan, or dying strife,
Should fright their souls away;
Since they shall find a better life
Soon as they leave this clay.

3 Let me depart my Lord! to meet
And stretch my feeble hands:
And grasp the joys that are complete
In yonder happy lands.

4 Then let me bow my dying head
Into the arms of death!
And rest in Christ my dying bed,
And breathe my latest breath.