Death at Last Lyrics

Who, loving life, hath sought
To outrun the appointed span
Shall be arraigned before my thought
For an infatuate man

Since the added years entail
Much that is bitter - joy
Flies oout of ken, desire doth fail
The wished-for moments cloy

But when troublous life
Be it less or more, is past
With power to end the strife
Comes rescuing Death at last

No trial spared, no fall!
Feuds, battles, murders, rage
Envy, and last of all
Despised, dim, friendless age!