Everywhere is death’s dust

Overwhelming is this paltry rust

(green and dreadful rust)

Where’s the assurance of rest?

What is the way to the Holy Crest?

 

Know how the Lord does taste!

Why this unnecessary waste?

This is the time; be haste,

Become through Him, chaste.

 

Thus, does the Lord say –

I am the Life, the Truth, the Way –

Come to Me whoever may,

Your burden / Sin & shame will roll away.