The Certain Victory Poem by Samuel Ellsworth Kiser

WHY should I sit in doubt or fear? If I
Awake some morning from that dreaded sleep
To find myself new-born and lifted high,
Then I will turn, and, looking o'er the deep
That lies beneath me, shout for glee and throw
A last good-by at Pain and Fear, below.

But what if, at the last, no light shall break
If this is all if when I fall asleep
No angel's voice shall sweetly cry 'Awake,'
And there shall be but Nothing, dark and deep
Ah, well, I shall not care if it be so,
I'll triumph still, for I shall never know.