Vital Spark of Heavenly Flame

Vital spark of heav­en­ly flame

Quit

O quit this mor­tal frame!

Trembling

hop­ing

lin­ger­ing fly­ing

O the pain

the bliss of dy­ing!

Cease

fond na­ture

cease thy strife

And let me lang­uish in­to life.

Hark! they whis­per; an­gels say

Sister spir­it

come away!

What is this ab­sorbs me quite—

Steals my sens­es

shuts my sight

Drowns my spir­it

draws my breath?

Tell me

my soul

can this be death?

The world re­cedes—it dis­ap­pears;

Heav’n op­ens on my eyes; my ears

With sounds ser­aph­ic ring!

Lend

lend your wings! I mount! I fly!

O grave! where is thy vic­to­ry!

O death! where is thy sting?