Let me die and not tremble at death, <br />But smile at the close of my day, <br />And then, at the flight of my breath, <br />Like a bird of the morning in May, <br />Go chanting away. <br /> <br />Let me die without fear of the dead, <br />No horrors my soul shall dismay, <br />And with faith's pillow under my head, <br />With defiance to mortal decay, <br />Go chanting away. <br /> <br />Let me die like a son of the brave, <br />And martial distinction display, <br />Nor shrink from a thought of the grave, <br />No, but with a smile from the clay, <br />Go chanting away. <br /> <br />Let me die glad, regardless of pain, <br />No pang to this world to betray; <br />And the spirit cut loose from its chain, <br />So loath in the flesh to delay, <br />Go chanting away. <br /> <br />Let me die, and my worst foe forgive, <br />When death veils the last vital ray; <br />Since I have but a moment to live, <br />Let me, when the last debt I pay, <br />Go chanting away.<br /><br />George Moses Horton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/imploring-to-be-resigned-at-death/
