Not death but glory

11 Apr 2022 | Glory | 0 comments

This isn’t death, it’s glory!
It isn’t dark, it’s light.
It isn’t stumbling, groping,
Or even faith, it’s sight!

This isn’t grief, it’s having
My last tear wiped away.
It’s sunrise, it’s the morning
Of my eternal day!

This isn’t even praying,
It’s speaking face to face.
It’s listening, and it’s glimpsing
The wonders of His Grace.

This is the end of pleading
For strength to bear my pain.
Not even pain’s dark memory
Will ever live again.

How did I bear the earth life
Before I came up higher,
Before my soul was granted
It’s every deep desire.

Before I knew this rapture
Of meeting face to face
That One who sought and saved me,
And kept me by His Grace!


Notes from the Compiler


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