It is Not Death to Die

It is not death to die,
To leave this weary road,
And join the saints who dwell on high,
Who've found their home with God.

It is not death to close,
The eyes long dimmed by tears,
And wake with joy before Your throne,
Delivered from our fears.

O Jesus, conquering the grave.
Your precious blood has power to save.
Those who trust in You will in Your mercy find -
That it is not death to die.

It is not death to fling
Aside this earthly dust,
And rise with strong and noble wing,
To live among the just.

It is not death to hear
The key unlock the door
That sets us free from mortal years
To praise You evermore.

O Jesus, conquering the grave.
Your precious blood has power to save.
Those who trust in You will in Your mercy find -
That it is not death to die.

Words by Henri Abraham Malan