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.