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az118 September 28 2013, 22:48:29 UTC
And am I born to die
To lay this body down
And as my trembling spirit fly
Into a world unknown

A land of deepest shade
Unpierced by human thought
The dreary region 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 fortune be

Waked by the trumpet's sound
I from my grave shall rise
And see the judge with glory crowned
And see the flaming skies

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