There Is Beyond the Sky

There is be­yond the sky

A Heav’n of joy and love;

And ho­ly child­ren when they die

Go to that world above.

There is a dread­ful hell

And ev­er­last­ing pains;

There sin­ners must with dev­ils dwell

In dark­ness

fire and chains.

Can such a wretch as I

Escape this curs­èd end?

And may I hope when­e’er I die

I shall to Heav’n as­cend?

Then will I read and pray

While I have life and breath;

Lest I should be cut off today

And sent to end­less death.