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Verse 1
No, no, it is not dying
To go unto our God;
This gloomy earth forsaking,
Our journey homeward taking,
Along the starry road.
Verse 2
No, no, it is not dying
Heaven’s citizen to be;
A crown immortal wearing,
And rest unbroken sharing,
From care and conflict free.
Verse 3
No, no, it is not dying
To hear this gracious word,
“Receive a Father’s blessing,
For evermore possessing
The favor of Thy Lord.”
Verse 4
No, no, it is not dying
The Shepherd’s voice to know:
His sheep He ever leadeth,
His peaceful flock He feedeth,
Where living pastures grow.
Verse 5
No, no, it is not dying
To wear a lordly crown;
Among God’s people dwelling,
The glorious triumph swelling
Of Him whose sway we own.