Before this body does turn to dust; my friends,
Fulfill your mission here on earth,
Go deep within and you shall find ere death,
The Godhead within us all; my friends.

Before this body does rot and putrefy to dust,
Do what you have to do; my friends,
Realize that God is not far away; my friends,
Plunge deep within and in the divine put your trust.

Before these bones turn brittle and break; my friends
Strengthen your soul and let it burn bright,
Look within and face the dazzling light
That is called God by all things living; my friends.

Before the invisible rope from which you hang like a puppet,
Is snapped and you fall lifeless; my friends,
Learn that that rope is your breath; my friends,
And doth God’s glory in many ways trumpet.

Therefore my friends waste no time but seek the divine
And drink of that Air that tastes like wine.