There are so many excellent settings of this piece I couldn't pick just one.

And am I born to die?
And lay this body down?
And as my trembling spirits fly
Into a world unknown

A land of deeper shade
Unpierced by human thought
The dreary region of the dead
Where all things are forgot

Soon as from earth I go
What will become of me?
Eternal happiness or woe
Must then my fortune be

Waked by the trumpet's sound
I from my grave shall rise
And see the Judge with glory crowned
And see the flaming skies

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I see you copied the 4 verses but where is the chorus? I can here them singing but most words I can't understand. I like the last version of the song. The second song sounds like it could be from LOTR or the Hobit.
I don't think there is a chorus--some of the settings repeat the second half of each verse, but there's no separate repeating refrain. Also, because it's an old folksong, some of the verses get switched around depending on who arranged the song.

The more folky, less orchestral parts of the LotR soundrack are my favorites.