The Grave by A.T. Sully
O Death that will take thee,
Without care or woe.
Cold grip without mercy,
Brings even the high low.
No bribe or threat persuades,
Cold hand still reaches in.
The grasp with no escape,
Judgement to thee is near.
Life or death by Him,
Whose breath is a gift.
Thy faith in which is only,
Redemption provided in.
In Him living water,
Flows forth as a spring.
But no faith casteth darkness,
with sound of gnashing teeth.
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So when this corruptible shall have put on incorruption, and this mortal shall have put on immortality, then shall be brought to pass the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory? The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. But thanks be to God, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. 1 Corinthians 15:54-56
And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul: but rather fear him which is able to destroy both soul and body in hell. Matthew 10:28-29
But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life. John 4:14
For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast. Ephesians 2:8-9
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