When the angel of death comes down after you   Can you smile and say that you have been true?   Can you truthfully say with your dying breath   That you're ready to meet the angel of death?      In the great book of John, you're warned of the day   When you'll be laid beneath the cold clay   The angel of death will come from the sky   And claim your first soul when the time comes to die      When the lights all grow dim and the dark shadows creep   When your loved ones are gathered, gathered to weep   Can you face them and say with your dying breath   That you're ready to meet the angel of death?