In the great book of John, you're warned of the day
When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay
The angel of death will come from the sky
And claim up your soul when the time comes to die
When the angel of death comes down after you
Can you smile and say that you have been true
Or you have to go all the way by yourself
When God shall send down the angel of death
When the lights all grow dim and the dark shadows creep
And the who ones who love you are gathered to weep
Can you truthfully say with your dying breath
You're ready to meet the angel of death?
