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Iím Going Home to Die No More 541

Tune: D. J. Givens, 1927
Lyrics: Isaac Watts, 1707
Meter: Long Meter (8,8,8,8)
Why should we start or fear to die,
What tim'rous worms we mortals are,
Death is the gate to endless joy,
And yet we fear to enter there.


I'm going home to die no more,
When this mortal life is o'er;
I'm going home to die no more,
Yes, I'm going home to die no more.

The pains, the groans, the dying strife,
Fright our approaching souls away,
Again our souls spring back to life,
Fond of its prison and its clay,


Jesus can make a dying bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are,
And on His breast I'll lay my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there.

Inscribed to the composer's good friend, W. L. McGee.