He was not left even after death among the Egyptians, but slept in the family tomb of the pilgrim band, to awake with them at the resurrection. In all things he maintained his character as a sojourner with God, looking for a city yet to be revealed.
Shrinking from the cold hand of death,
I soon must gather up my feet;
Must swift resign this fleeting breath,
And die, my father’s God to meet.
Number’d among thy people, I
Expect with joy thy face to see;
Because thou didst for sinners, die,
Jesus, in death, remember me!