1 The living know that they must die,
But all the dead unconscious lie;
Their powers of thought and sense are gone,
Alike unknowing the unknown.
2 Their hatred and their love are lost,
Their envy buried in the dust;
They have no share in all that's done
Beneath the circuit of the sun.
3 Then what my thoughts design to do,
My hands must hasten to pursue;
Since no device, nor work is found,
Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground.
|First Line:||The living know that they must die|
|Topic:||Death and Resurrection|
|Key:||d minor or modal|
|Notes:||Alternate tunes: 927 or 932.|
|Hymn Harmonizations, Set 5|