He Will Die - 1
I know he will die
Someday
Everyone dies
At least
That’s what they say
Everyone dies
Or do they?
My heart pounds
Rhythmic like raindrops
Pouring out into the sea
Small beads of moisture
Crimson in veins thirsty
For music or vibrant hues
Of laughter, love
Smiling
My soul sings
In racing velocity
Speeding through the day
Like a whisper of faith
Flows tenderness
Praise and prayer
Grace, inspiration
Worship
I know he will die
There is no mystery
Everyone who lives must die
And he too will go someday
From whatever ailment
Weaves its way through him
Polluting his memory
With pain and grief
Anguish that fades
Into the loss
Adrift
When he goes
And I know he won’t be coming home
There will be flowers placed
A wreath on the door
Foreboding yet hopeful
In our prayers
He must be waiting
At heaven’s gate
Pearly gates
Home
His passing
Will bring peace
Because we know, eternity
Holds the key to his fate
And with God in control
With Jesus as his savior
There is only assurance
Grace and peace
Salvation
Reigns
He will die someday
But there is the promise
That his death
Will bring him home
And we need not worry
God holds the soul
In His open palm
Forever alive
Surviving
Death and it’s darkness
Are wounded by the light
That is like a fiery blaze
Bringing love from the
Shadows, the black
That seems to grow
From death’s
Anguish
God’s love frees our soul
Even from death
And I am thankful
That I know His grace
Will bring me face to face
With His Son
The One I truly love!
I know he will die
And so will I
But Jesus is alive
To meet me in a sky
Where I will one day
Fly
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