The Pale Rider comes to take away your breath

He stalks your days with his eternal weapon – death

O who will release us from this body of woe

As into a Christ filled eternity we must go.

We shelter in the arms of one who only loves

Seeking all our comfort in the arms of the heavenly dove.

He the eternal sword of righteousness will slake

In the blood of the covenant that sin and death will take

To the depths of hell and bury there

All iniquity that the queens and kings do share 

Evade that Pale foe who stalks your days and nights

Trust in the Black King to forgive all the dark and light

Where you have failed and blotted your record

Come to His loving arms with one single-minded accord

That the stalker will be thwarted and his schemes destroyed 

In the only Saviour trust so that you are never annoyed

But gain entrance into the kingdom forever true

And all the death and darkness further eshew…

Grasp the sword it is the truth of all life

The only way to escape the certain death of strife.