IT IS NOT DYING.
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No, no, it is not dying To go unto our God, This gloomy earth forsaking, Our journey homeward taking Along the starry road. No, no, it is not dying Heaven's citizen to be; A crown immortal wearing, And rest unbroken sharing, From care and conflict free. No, no, it is not dying To hear this gracious word, "Receive a Father's blessing, Forever more possessing The favor of thy Lord." No, no, it is not dying The Shepherd's voice to know; His sheep he ever leadeth, His peaceful flock he feedeth, Where living pastures grow. No, no, it is not dying To wear a lordly crown; Among God's people dwelling, The glorious triumph swelling Of Him whose sway we own. Oh, no, this is not dying, Thou Saviour of mankind! There, streams of love are flowing, No hindrance ever knowing; Here drops alone we find. —Malan.