1 Do flesh and nature dread to die?
And timorous thoughts our minds enslave?
But grace can raise our hopes on high,
And quell the terrors of the grave.
2 Do we not dwell in clouds below,
And little know the God we love?
Why should we like this twilight so,
When ’tis all noon in worlds above?
3 When we put off this fleshly load,
We’re from a thousand mischiefs free,
For ever present with our God,
Where we have longed and wished to be.
4 No more shall pride or passion rise,
Or envy fret, or malice roar,
Or sorrow mourn, with downcast eyes,
And sin defile our eyes no more.
5 ’Tis best, ’tis infinitely best,
To go where tempters cannot come,
Where saints and angels, ever blest,
Dwell and enjoy their heavenly home.
6 O for a visit from my God,
To drive my fears of death away,
And help me through this darksome road,
To realms of everlasting day!
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9863
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