Death for the unbeliever
Is darkness filled with fear,
A place of shadows and wanderings
No peace can be found there.

But for the man who loves the Lord
Death, is but true gain;
Falling alseep into Christ's presence
The Christian knows no pain.
For to be absent from the body
Is to be present with the Lord;
For me to live is Christ -
My death, I will applaud !

Philippians 1:21-23

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