For Me to Die is Gain

Death is no more a frightful foe;

Since I with Christ shall reign,

With joy I leave this world of woe;

For me to die is gain.

To darkness, doubts, and fears, adieu;

Adieu, thou world so vain;

Then shall I know no more of you;

For me to die is gain.

No more shall Satin tempt my soul,

Corruption shall be slain;

And tides of pleasure o’er me roll;

For me to die is gain.

Nor shall I know a Father’s frown,

But ever with him reign,

And wear an everlasting crown,

For me to die is gain.

Sorrow for joy I shall exchange,

Forever freed from pain;

And o’er the plains of Canaan range;

For me to die is gain.

Fain would my raptured soul depart,

No longer here remain,

But dwell, dear Jesus, where thou art;

For me to die is gain.

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