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1 Vital spark of heavenly flame!
Quit, oh quit this mortal frame!
Trembling, hoping, lingering, flying,
Oh the pain--the bliss of dying!
Cease, fond nature! cease thy strife,
And let me languish into life!
2 Hark, they whisper--angels say,
"Sister spirit, come away!"
What is this absorbs me quite,
Steals my senses, shuts my sight,
Drowns my spirit, draws my breath?
Tell me, my soul--can this be death?
3 The world recedes!--it disappears!
Heaven opens on my eyes!--my ears
With sounds seraphic, ring!
Lend, lend your wings; I mount! I fly!
Oh grave! where is thy victory?
Oh death, where is thy sting?
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | Vital spark of heavenly flame! |
| Meter: | 7s. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1867 |
| Topic: | Man a Saint: In Prospect of Heaven |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
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