Is there life after death, who really knows? Do we pass through dark tunnels where eternal light glows? If I’m not really bad, is there a half-way place
Or will I be ashes in some resting place Is there really a heaven and really a hell? Will it be eternal fire or where all is well One religion says yes and another says no, When I breathe my last breath, where I will go? How can I know which way is right? When everyone claims to walk in some light Is there only one truth that sets men free Can I have peace about where I will be? Shall I trust my soul to those who are dead Or have faith in One who is risen, instead Who created the world and gave me breath Who speaks the truth about life after death? The answer comes in a servant’s form From heaven to earth on a Christmas morn To a cross, which seemed a tragedy To an empty tomb shouting victory His risen life has now become mine The joy I have will pass beyond time Through faith in Christ I know I’ll be Alive - both for time and eternity.