6. Amidst bewildered reason Men sway, for nought they know, How, where, or at what season His presence death may show. One path to all men lendeth Entrance to this world’s home, But variously there wendeth, Meseems, the way therefrom. 7. Death’s power alike afflicting All whom this world doth own, Why should thought dare predicting He’d spare but me alone ? Lo, Adam’s nature truly Pervades my flesh from birth, A'nd I have earnea it duly Again to turn to earth. 8. By right or plunder never This earthly life I found ; On loan, as ’t were, is ever Soul unto body bound. In the Lord’s hand e’er rested To claim of me his loan ; Death, one may say, ’s entrusted To fetch the Maker’s own.

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