Who for me vouchsafed to die,
Loves me still,—I know not why!
Unappalled by guilty fear,
Through the mortal vale I go;
My eternal Life is near;
Thee my Life, in death I know;
Bless Thy chastening, cheering rod
Die into the arms of God!
Till that welcome hour I see,
Thou before my foes dost feed;