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.
