O Earth! I Have Come Poem by Adams King

O earth! I have come
To rest my bones
To bow, to humble my flesh

I have come to sleep
Without breath nor dreams
O earth! I have come

Take what is yours
Perish my precious meat
Eat to your belly big

Consume my bones to dust
Lay waste my body
Rubbish this cloth to rags

O earth! I have come
Take what is yours
and I will take what's mine

Have the flesh you fed
Wither the beauty you bred
But let be my soul

Chain the bones you grew
But let loose your hands
Nor holds upon my soul

No grave nor hell
Nor powers known
Can damn this man to death

My soul, the man inside
Immortality's own son
A ghost of eternity

The trumpet must call
and this man will rise
To feast with gods

To live forever
In a heavenly home
Where saints dwells