I Corinthians 15:55

Oh Death, where is thy sting? Oh Grave, where is thy victory? Oh Life, you are a shining path And hope springs eternal, just over the rise When I see my redeemer beckoning me Oh, row my ship over the waves of your sea Let me find a safe port now and then Don't let the dark one in your sanctuary Until it's time to pack it in Oh, row, row my ship With the fire of your breath And don't lay a broadside on your ship as yet Blow ye warm winds When it's chilly and wet And don't come too soon yet For collecting my debt Oh Death, where is thy sting? Oh Grave, where is thy victory? Oh Life, you are a shining path And hope springs eternal, just over the rise When I see my redeemer beckoning me Oh, let me sail on With my ship to the east And keep my eye on the North Star When the journey is no good for man or for beast I'll be safe wherever you are Just let me sail into your harbor of lights And there and forever to cast out my night Give me my task And let me do it right And do it with all of my might Oh Death, where is thy sting? Oh Grave, where is thy victory? Oh Life, you are a shining path And hope springs eternal, just over the rise When I see my redeemer beckoning me