Those that die in Christ are not dead but sleeping, And all the while your soul He is safely keeping.
There is nothing for you to worry about, The body will come out of the grave with a shout.
The grave couldn't hold Jesus; neither can it hold me, Jesus gave me a promise that is the way it will be.
Those that die in Christ there is no need for sorrow, Because the resurrection might be on the morrow.
It is only the body that is in the grave, If I die eternal life to me He already gave.
While the body is in the grave sleeping, I am in Heaven rejoicing, not weeping.
The grave won't be able to hold me there,
The earth one day of its dead will be stripped bare.
The grave is only a temporary place,
I prepared not to stay there by God's grace.
At death remember you are not really dead, But already enjoying the things that lie ahead.
At death I am just beginning to live, Because long ago His own life He came to give.
The grave is only a resting place for a few days, I chose God for my life and His ways.
So grave don't think I will be there for long, I will be back to pick it up singing a new song.
One day the grave will have to let me go, It will have lost its power God said so.
This earthly life has now past,
Body and Spirit are united and home with Christ at last.