And am I born to die
To lay this body down
And as my trembling spirit fly
Unto a world unknown
And as my trembling spirit fly
Unto a world unknown
Soon as from earth I go
What will become of me
Eternal happiness far away
Must then my portion be
Eternal happiness far away
Must then my portion be
A land of deepest shade
Unpierced by human thought
That weary region of the dead
Where all things are forgot
That weary region of the dead
Where all things are forgot