Birth, Life and Death
As I was born to pain and grief
To suffer from that moment on
To live my life for self and greed
To spit upon the Savior's throne.
Long past being a foolish boy
That felt love of a happy home
Played, danced and laughed with youthful joy
To leave it all when I was grown.
To build myself into a god
In blinded eyes of only me
I watched it crash into the sod
But only lost my misery.
Into my soul my Master reached
He washed away voracity.
Of His sweet mercy I have preached
His love beyond capacity.
With praise His hour will come to me,
Man cannot lift this gift away.
Only His mercy can this be
To speed me home and there to stay.
Before my eyes, soon I will see
To sit, to wrench my hands and wait.
The beauty of a far off sea
A vision of a pearly gate.
Angels around it perch and sing
Their hymns to Him who heals on high
And as their voices pleasure brings
This is my vision -as I die.
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