|Stanza||Poetry Source by First Line|
Why should we start or fear to die,
What timírous worms we mortals are;
Death ítis the gate to endless joy,
But still we dread to enter there.
Why should we start, and fear to die?, Stanza 1
Jesus can make a dying bed
Feel soft as downy pillows are:
While on His breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there.
Why should we start, and fear to die?, Stanza 4