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.