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Verse 1
It is not death to die,
To leave this weary road,
And midst the brotherhood on high
To be at home with God.
Verse 2
It is not death to close
The eye long dimmed by tears,
And wake, in glorious repose
To spend eternal years.
Verse 3
It is not death to bear
The wrench that sets us free
From dungeon chain, to breathe the air
Of boundless liberty.
Verse 4
It is not death to fling
Aside this sinful dust,
And rise, on strong exulting wing,
To live among the just.
Verse 5
Jesus, Thou Prince of Life,
Thy chosen cannot die:
Like Thee, they conquer in the strife,
To reign with Thee on high.