|I know that my redeemer lives;|
This thought transporting pleasure gives,
And, standing at the latter day
On earth, His glories will display.
And though this goodly mortal frame
Sink to the dust, from whence it came;
Tho buried in the silent tomb,
Worms shall my skin and flesh consume;
Yet on the resurrection morn,
New life this body shall adorn;
These active powers refined shall be,
When Christ my Saviour I shall see.
Tho perished all my cold remains,
Tho all consumed my heart and reins;
From death, myself, I shall arise
Life to receive if mine the prize.