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Angel of Death

Take my hand and lead thy spirit to Thine

For my body thus flesh remains

Give me a moment’s glance I will ask

To make thy peace with no regret

With no withering to salt to become.

 

Hold my hand to journeys’ end

Where my fate lies with Thine

To suffereth or to rejoice?

I hope my name is in the book.

 

Was it worth all I did?

My deeds on Earth are read to me

Was my heart right Thine will ask

Unto to Thine I kneel and bow

With my spirit I wait in judgement.

 

With my judgment set on stone

I walk thy fate that waitheth for me

As my spirit fades away,

I hope the ones I left behind

Live their lives right for this day.

 

 

 


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