We must all die

Tho' we know not when, we do all know why
It is decreed by God that we must die:
And since no remedy can death prevent,
To free us from that fatal punishment,
Let us consider how we surely may
The daily Terrours of that Doom allay.
The first thoughts then that should our hearts possess,
Our Souls are not depriv'd of happiness,
Whose lasting Essence must for ever be
Immortal, living by the same Decree.
But where! the Question is; for none can tell,
Whether he be destin'd to Heaven or Hell,
Till by the light of Scripture, or by Grace,
We may be certain of the better place.
For then will death our blessed Souls convey
To our immortal Bliss, the surest way.
This is a Lesson for all Men to learn,
But is decrepid age's chief concern,
Who ought to watch for their last puff of Breath,
Which brings true life, tho' we do call it Death,
Which only faithless Men and Children fright,
But to good Men proves their supream Delight.