When all is peaceful in my soul
And all my heart feels pure and whole
And when I finally reach my goal,
Give me Jesus Christ, the wonderful.
When all I do is run in place,
When all around is empty space,
When I am all the cruel world hates,
Give me Jesus Christ, so full of grace.
When I at last have come to die,
To finish with a weakened cry,
And let my soul take wing and fly,
Give me Jesus Christ, who rules the sky.