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AmAnd am I born to die? GTo lay this body down? DmAnd must my trembling Fspirit Emfly AmInto a world unknown.
AmA land of deepest shade, GUnpierced by human thought, DmThe dreary regions Fof the dEmead, AmWhere all things are forgot?
AmSoon as from earth I go, GWhat will become of me? DmEternal happiness For wEmoe AmMust then my portion be.
AmWaked by the trumpet's sound, GI from my grave shall rise, DmAnd see the Judge Fwith glory Emcrowned, AmAnd see the flaming skies.