(this style of communal singing is known as Sacred Harp Singing)

And am I born to die?

To lay this body down!

And must my trembling spirit fly

Into a world unknown?

A land of deepest shade,

Unpierced by human thought;

The dreary regions of the dead,

Where all things are forgot!

Soon as from earth I go,

What will become of me?

Eternal happiness or woe

Must then my portion be!

Waked by the trumpet sound,

I from my grave shall rise;

And see the Judge with glory crowned,

And see the flaming skies!

- Charles Wesley