From those around i hear a cry,
A muffled sob, a hopeless sigh,
I hear their footsteps leaving slow,
And then i know my soul must fly,
A chilly wind begins to blow,
Within my soul,from head to toe,
And then,las breath escapes my lips,
It's time to leave. and i must go!
So,it is true(but it's to late)
They said:each soul has it's given death,
When it must leave body's core,
And meet with its eternal fate,
Oh mark the words that i do say,
Who knows?tomorrow could be your day,
At last,it comes to heaven or hell,
Decide which now,do not delay!
Come on my brother let us pray,
Decide which now,do not delay!
Oh God!oh God!i cannot see!
My eyes are blind!am i stil me,
Or has my soul been led astray,
And forced to pay a priceless fee,
Alas to dust we all return,
Some shall rejoice,while others burn,
If i only knew that before,
The line grew short,and came my turn!
And now,as beneath the sod
They lay me(with my record flawed)
They cry,not knowing i cry worse,
For,they go home,i face my God!
Oh marks the words that i do say,
Who knows,tomorrow could be your day,
At last,it comes to heaven or hell,
Decide which now,do not delay!
Come on my brothers let's pray,
Decide which now,do not delay..
A muffled sob, a hopeless sigh,
I hear their footsteps leaving slow,
And then i know my soul must fly,
A chilly wind begins to blow,
Within my soul,from head to toe,
And then,las breath escapes my lips,
It's time to leave. and i must go!
So,it is true(but it's to late)
They said:each soul has it's given death,
When it must leave body's core,
And meet with its eternal fate,
Oh mark the words that i do say,
Who knows?tomorrow could be your day,
At last,it comes to heaven or hell,
Decide which now,do not delay!
Come on my brother let us pray,
Decide which now,do not delay!
Oh God!oh God!i cannot see!
My eyes are blind!am i stil me,
Or has my soul been led astray,
And forced to pay a priceless fee,
Alas to dust we all return,
Some shall rejoice,while others burn,
If i only knew that before,
The line grew short,and came my turn!
And now,as beneath the sod
They lay me(with my record flawed)
They cry,not knowing i cry worse,
For,they go home,i face my God!
Oh marks the words that i do say,
Who knows,tomorrow could be your day,
At last,it comes to heaven or hell,
Decide which now,do not delay!
Come on my brothers let's pray,
Decide which now,do not delay..
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