July 27. The 6th day

Our Saviour he ascended up on high, And led death conqu'red in captivity: The Grave is sweetned by him; why should we Be loth to share in this his Victorie? Lord, as death thou hast overcome, Oh so Conquer my sins ere I from hence do go.

By Faith the Christian acts, whilst here beneath He lives, till death his Faith and Life bereave. But when this life is ended, he enjoyes The things that he believ'd, Eternal loves. Lord, grant that I may here by Faith foresee A glorious Mansion prepar'd for me.

These Arms, these Hands, this Face, they ere long must Decay, consume, and moulder into dust; The time will be, when time shall be no more Upon his earth, as it hath heretofore. Great God, then grant that I may serious be In and about things of Eternitie.

I've often heard, that such a Friend is dead, And that another laves his weary head Down in the grave; yet this no news to me, Whilst I live here in sin and vanitie. Lord, help me now to think the time will come For me, as well as these that now are gone.

As strong, as young as now I am, yet must I be for certain buried in the dust.