Sex, Duisburg Marxloh, June 2017

Well, some glad morning when this life is oer,
I’ll fly away.
To a home on God’s celestial shore,
I’ll fly away.

Oh, I’ll fly away, O Glory,
I’ll fly away
When I die, Hallelujah, bye and bye,
I’ll fly away.

When the shadows of this life have gone,
I’ll fly away.
Like a bird from prison bars have flown,
I’ll fly away.

— Gospel