The Dying Christian to his Soul!
1Vital spark of heavenly flame!
Quit, O quit this mortal frame!
Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying,
O the pain, the bliss of dying!
Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife,
And let me languish into life!
2Hark! they whisper! angels say,
"Sister spirit, come away!"
What is this absorbs me quite,