It Is Not Death to Die

It is not death to die,
To leave this weary road,
And ‘midst the brotherhood on high
To be at Home with God.

It is not death to close
The eye long dimmed by tears,
And wake in glorious repose
To spend eternal years.

It is not death to bear
The wrench that sets us free
From dungeon chain, to breathe the air
Of boundless liberty.

It is not death to fling
Aside this sinful dust,
And rise, on strong, exulting wing
To live among the just.

Jesus, Thou Prince of life!
Thy chosen cannot die:
Like Thee, they conquer in the strife
To reign with Thee on high.

— Henri Abraham César Malan