Do I believe that certain truth,
From heaven the record came,
Which tells the child, the man, the youth,
Ye must be born again?

And should the Lord by death call me
Before this heavenly birth,
Where Jesus is I could not be,
But sink below the earth.

Come, Holy Spirit, condescend
To breathe Thy life within,
This life from heaven shall never end,
If I am born again.

Then shall I sing with saints on high,
When this short life is o’er,
And see the Lamb who came to die,
And praise Him evermore.