At the end of this wicked life; Life of sorrow and vanity, A good place there exists There remain no changes of life Excepting Day there is no night Tell me wouldst thou be there?
Its glorious gate shuts away sins Things filthy never attend it To mingle its beauty By its beautiful surroundings We hear no more of damnations Tell me wouldst thou be there?
Only the meek shall reach its ground Who worship the Lord with reverence, Who never mind the world Who or by Holy Ghost guided, Who by the narrow road walketh They alone would be there. Amin.