Idumea (Sacred Harp)

And am I born to die

To lay this body down

And must my trembling spirit fly

Into a world unknown

And must my trembling spirit fly

Into a world unknown

A land of deepest shade

Unpierced by human thought

The dreary regions of the dead

Where all things are forgot

The dreary regions of the dead

Where all things are forgot

Soon as from earth I go

What will become of me

Eternal happiness or woe

Must then my portion be

Eternal happiness or woe

Must then my portion be

Eternal happiness or woe

Must then my portion be

Eternal happiness or woe

Must then my portion be