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When the last agony draws
nigh,
My spirit sinks in bitter fear:
Courage! I conquer though I die,
For Christ with Death once wrestled here;
Thy strife, O Christ, with Death's dark power
Upholds me in this fearful hour.
In faith I hide myself in
Thee,
I shall not perish in the strife;
I share Thy war, Thy victory,
And Death is swallow'd up in Life;
Thy strife, O Christ, with Death of yore
Hath conquer'd, and I fear no more. |
