If quicksand I come upon
In quicksand I will sink
But death can stare me in the eye
and oh I will not blink
Oh the shadow of death
Is not the end of my story
For the shadow of death is but my entrance to glory
Despair will not inhabit me
For my hope it is alive
Someday my suffering will cease
And all will be made right
Oh the shadow of death
Is not the end of my story
For the shadow of death is but my entrance to glory
I long for a home I've never seen
One I've never stepped inside
I long for a body I've never worn
Made of flesh and bones that testify
Oh the shadow of death
Is just the beginning of my story
For the shadow of death is but my entrance to glory