Life, like a mist, appears for just a day.
Then disappears tomorrow.
All that we are can quickly fade away.
Replaced with tears and sorrow.
If a man should die, can he live again?
Here the promise God has made:
He will call; the dead will answer.
They shall live at his command
For he will have a longing ,
For the work of his own hand.
So have faith, and do not wonder.
For God can make us stand,
And we shall live forever,
As the work of his own hand.