Death Defeated

Who is that knocking at the door
No one wants to let him in
No matter how long you play his game
It is he who eventually wins
You may be a billionaire on top of the world
Someone who is living on the streets
You may be considered a genuis
Against him you could never compete
No matter how many times he visits
Your reaction is never the same
He was never invited to come in
We beat ourselves up, and to God we turn to blame
Who is the visitor I am talking about
No one wants to say his name out loud
He is the mysterious “Death”
You cannot run from him in a crowd
But now it is time to look up
Death will soon be defeated
With the aid of Christ Jesus, Jehovah promises he will win
All those death has snatched away
Will be walking again here on earth
Living in happy and peaceful conditions
All under a spiritual mirth.