Whate'er is born of mortal birth

Must be consumed with the earth

To rise from generation free;

Then what have I to do with thee!



It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body



The sexes sprung from shame & pride

Blow'd in the morn: in evening died

But mercy changed death into sleep;

The sexes rose to work & weep



It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body



Thou mother of my mortal part

With cruelty didst mould my heart

And with false self-deceiving tears

Didst bind my nostrils eyes & ears



It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body



Didst close my tongue in senseless clay

And me to mortal Life betray:

The death of Jesus set me free

Then what have I to do with thee!



It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body

It is raised a spiritual body