1 When mortal man resigns his breath,
'Tis God directs the shafts of death,
Casual howe'er the stroke appear,
He sends the fatal messenger:
2 The keys are in that hand divine;
That hand must first the warrant sign,
And arm the death, and wing the dart,
Which speeds his message to our heart.
3 Who first inspir'd the breath of lives,
The living kills, the dead revives,
Brings to the margin of the grave,
And shows us thence his power to save:
4 From hence if thou my body raise,
I'll publish my Restorer's praise,
My life at thy dear hands receive,
And only for thy glory live.
Source: Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.) #673