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