Deal with me, God, in mercy now, Oh help me in my utter woe, Thine ear to me in pity bow; When hence my soul must quickly go, Receive her, as her God and Friend, For all is right if right the end. | Now, O my Lord, I follow Thee, Safe where Thy steps I plainly trace; Ah, now Thou art not far from me, Though Death is with me face to face, And I must leave the friends most dear Who loved me well and truly here. | The body calmly sleeps in earth, To Thee the spirit spreads her wings, And in Thy hands, a second birth She finds in death, to life she springs; Here was a land of tears and woe, Where toil and care are all we know. | Now Death and Satan, hell and sin, And this world, all have lost their power, The grace and hope Thou, Lord, didst win For me, uphold me in this hour; For on the Son my debts were laid, And He my ransom freely paid. | Why mourn, then, that I now go hence? Surely a blessed lot is mine; Clothed in His spotless innocence, Before Him as a bride I shine; Farewell, thou evil world, farewell! With God I rather choose to dwell. | |