1 "If it die," oh, hear the message
Falling from thy Lord,
"If it die," much fruit it beareth,
'Tis thy Savior's word.
2 Would'st thou see life work in others,
Thou thyself must die.
Fall into the ground, be buried,
Low in darkness lie.
3 But He leaves thee not in darkness,
Light shall greet thine eyes,
And in glad new life and glory
He shall bid thee rise.
4 Dost thou crave to tread the pathway
And His life to share?
As thou passeth thru death's gateway
He will meet thee there.
5 Thou shalt learn the blessed secret,
He shall live that dies;
From the life poured out in secret
Shall a harvest rise.