1. A precious truth to us is giv’n,
From God’s own Son that came from Heav’n;
And on His word we can rely;
He that believes shall never die.

R: I shall not die—on Jesus’ breast
I’ll fall asleep, and there I’ll rest;
Though I should sink beneath the sod,
My life is hid with Christ in God.

2. He that believes, though he were dead,
Shall rise again, as Jesus said;
His word is true, He cannot lie;
He that believes shall never die.

3. When cares and toils are all laid down,
My dust is molding in the ground,
There in the presence of His Son;
I shall not die, but I’ll live on.

4. Oh, blessed thought, some day I’ll see
The One who gave His life for me;
Though I should sink beneath the sod,
My life is hid with Christ in God.