The End of the Journey

Passing through sin and decay, enduring the tribulations
 The final hour is at hand, soon meeting all those who went before
 Weary of this life, of everything that it offers
 The journey is at its end, soon reclaiming the final prize
 Beaten, broken and chained,
 Cursed, spit upon and defamed
 Those too good for this world
 Now fallen but still risen
 For those who are washed by the blood of the Lamb, death is victory
 Embraced by glory, rejoicing in the afterlife, for the journey has come to its end
 In sickness and in capture, some tortured and murdered
 Being faithful unto death, and receiving a crown of life
 Not denying the One who has shed His blood for us
 Through these tests of faith, now reaching the goal
 Beaten, broken and chained,
 Cursed, spit upon and defamed
 Those too good for this world
 Now fallen but still risen
 For those who are washed by the blood of the Lamb, death is victory
 Embraced by glory, rejoicing in the afterlife, for the journey has come to its end
 The righteous man perishes at the hand of evil, and no one takes it to heart;
 Faithful and devout men are taken away, while no one understands that the righteous is taken away, to be spared from harm.
 He enters into peace through death;
 they rest in their graves,
 each one who walked uprightly,
 who followed God's will, living with integrity.
 Precious in the sight of the Lord
 is the death of his faithful servants.
 Isaiah 57: 1-2, Psalm 116: 15