Idumea (Sacred Harp)

And am I born to die To lay this body down And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown And must my trembling spirit fly Into a world unknown A land of deepest shade Unpierced by human thought The dreary regions of the dead Where all things are forgot The dreary regions of the dead Where all things are forgot Soon as from earth I go What will become of me Eternal happiness or woe Must then my portion be Eternal happiness or woe Must then my portion be Eternal happiness or woe Must then my portion be Eternal happiness or woe Must then my portion be