When Death Comes For you

When Death comes for you, will you feel complete?
Did you live a life of which you are proud?
To survive is grace; to live is a feat.

Fight for your life, and don’t accept defeat.
But do it for God, not a faceless crowd.
When Death comes for you, will you feel complete?

For what gain is it if you choose retreat?
We all will wear the same burial shroud.
To survive is grace; to live is a feat.

Your journey’s marked by blisters on your feet,
By callouses on hands. Be free – scream loud!
When Death comes for you, will you feel complete?

No achievement is able to compete
With a true, free life. Let it be avowed:
To survive is grace; to live is a feat.

Until the pounding of your last heartbeat,
Let it be known you won’t hide in the cloud.
When death comes for you, will you feel complete?
To survive is grace; to live is a feat.