The very day I pass away

I’ll leave this shell behind,

Travelling to a better place

His Paradise I’ll find.

The Kingdom of our Gracious Lord

Where all are free from sin,

I know that when I get there

He’ll say “child! Please come in”

Once I\'m through St Peters’ gates

My grief will turn to joy,

As I embrace my loved ones

Whom I lost when just a boy.

Kingdom, Paradise, Heaven?

They’re all the same to me,

I tell no lie, the day I die

His Angels I will see.