Musculus's Swan-like Song before his Death

Cold Death my Heart invades, and I must die; O Christ, my everlasting Life, draw nigh! Why quiver'st thou, my Soul, within my Breast? Thy Angel's come to take thee to thy Rest. Quit chearfully this tottering House of Clay, GOD will rebuild it at th' appointed Day. I know thy Sins, but let not them be urg'd, All those have with the Blood of Christ been purg'd. Is Death affrightning? True; but yet withal, Remember Christ, thro' Death, to Life doth call: He'll Triumph over Satan, Sin and Death, Therefore with Joy resign thy dying Breath.