Idumea

Am
And am I born to die?
G
To lay this body down?
Dm                    F      Em
And must my trembling spirit fly
Am
Into a world unknown.


Am
A land of deepest shade,
G
Unpierced by human thought,
Dm                 F       Em
The dreary regions of the dead,
Am
Where all things are forgot?

Am
Soon as from earth I go,
G
What will become of me?
Dm                F   Em
Eternal happiness or woe
Am
Must then my portion be.


Am
Waked by the trumpet's sound,
G
I from my grave shall rise,
Dm                F          Em
And see the Judge with glory crowned,
Am
And see the flaming skies.