O’ Death Where Is Your Sting
I don’t mind watchin’ as my life goes on by
Even though time is what the world longs to buy
It still goes on and on and on and on
O’ death where is your sting?
Where is your victory?
Death where is your sting?
You can’t take from this child
Now I see lines drawn down my face from the years
That’s alright, I’m waiting for my change as it nears
I know I’ll live on and on and on and on
I can hear the sound of the trumpets sing
But it takes some faith to bear the stormy weather
I know, I know there’s a place at the table set for me
