My life's a shade, my days Apace to death decline

Verse 1

My life's a shade, my days Apace to death decline: My Lord is Life; He'll raise My dust again, even mine. Sweet truth to me! I shall arise And with these eyes My Saviour see.

Verse 2

My peaceful grave shall keep My form till that sweet day; I shall awake from sleep And leave my bed of clay. Sweet truth to me! I shall arise, And with these eyes My Saviour see.

Verse 3

Then welcome, harmless grave! By thee to heaven I'll go: My Saviour's Death shall save Me from the flames below. Sweet truth to me! I shall arise, And with these eyes My Saviour see.