1. The liveliest lived until Death laid him low
Watered by clouds of grace and pardon's flow

2. I mean the son of Boullad, whose loss made melt
The steel of hearts into hot tears that flow

3. When God called him, obedient he replied
And met his death smiling, satisfied

4. And when his death was done, they bore him on
To gardens of bliss, joyful, glorified