gypsy
September 5th, 2008, 01:38 PM
Death has been my faithful companion
now for many a year
He’s visited patients and acquaintances,
and some that I’ve held dear
Sometimes he’s been the enemy,
I’ve fought him till the end
Sometimes his presence is a blessing
and he’s felt more like a friend.
Though I’ve yet to see his face,
I feel I know him well
I’ve sensed his awesome finality
directing souls to heaven or hell
I’m aware his constant presence,
much like sensing a ghost
reminding me life is precious
and we should make out of it the most
He reminds me life is fleeting,
in eternity, it’s merely a blink
It’s what my heart believes that matters
regardless of what people may think.
Our reaction to him confuses him
he wonders why we fear
it’s not like we weren’t told
that one day he’d be here
One day he’ll hold his hand out
when my time is done on earth
and we’ll go see my Savior
and determine what it’s worth
I don’t think I could fear him,
he’s always held me close
No, I’m sure one day I’ll be glad to see him
I’ll be happier than most
He’ll hold his hand out to me,
I’ll take it with no regrets
He’ll reunite me with my family
and those I could never forget.
He’ll escort me to a place
my imagination isn’t able to comprehend
a place of joy and peace
and love that never knows an end.
I’ll hold my grandma’s hand
and walk the streets of gold
she’ll be more like a friend
neither one of us to ever grow old
I’ll spend a century or two
just catching up with my old friends,
I’ll go bowling with my grandpa,
I’ll even let him win.
I’ll get to meet my Maker,
behold the King of Kings
all questions will be answered,
no mystery to anything.
It will all make perfect sense,
of this I am quite certain
life is nothing if not clear
on the other side of that curtain.
So make sure that all is right
with the Man upstairs
Heaven wouldn’t be the same,
if I didn’t see you there
don’t make me have to answer for
why the words I found weren’t right
and not enough to turn you
from the darkness to the light.
Don’t make the decision later,
you never know when Death will come
God wants you to be beside Him forever
No matter what you’ve done
Tell God that you need Him
that’s all you have to do
He’ll take care of the rest,
and always see you through
Then you to can welcome Death,
when he comes to take your hand
No goodbye is permanent
when bound for the Promised Land
now for many a year
He’s visited patients and acquaintances,
and some that I’ve held dear
Sometimes he’s been the enemy,
I’ve fought him till the end
Sometimes his presence is a blessing
and he’s felt more like a friend.
Though I’ve yet to see his face,
I feel I know him well
I’ve sensed his awesome finality
directing souls to heaven or hell
I’m aware his constant presence,
much like sensing a ghost
reminding me life is precious
and we should make out of it the most
He reminds me life is fleeting,
in eternity, it’s merely a blink
It’s what my heart believes that matters
regardless of what people may think.
Our reaction to him confuses him
he wonders why we fear
it’s not like we weren’t told
that one day he’d be here
One day he’ll hold his hand out
when my time is done on earth
and we’ll go see my Savior
and determine what it’s worth
I don’t think I could fear him,
he’s always held me close
No, I’m sure one day I’ll be glad to see him
I’ll be happier than most
He’ll hold his hand out to me,
I’ll take it with no regrets
He’ll reunite me with my family
and those I could never forget.
He’ll escort me to a place
my imagination isn’t able to comprehend
a place of joy and peace
and love that never knows an end.
I’ll hold my grandma’s hand
and walk the streets of gold
she’ll be more like a friend
neither one of us to ever grow old
I’ll spend a century or two
just catching up with my old friends,
I’ll go bowling with my grandpa,
I’ll even let him win.
I’ll get to meet my Maker,
behold the King of Kings
all questions will be answered,
no mystery to anything.
It will all make perfect sense,
of this I am quite certain
life is nothing if not clear
on the other side of that curtain.
So make sure that all is right
with the Man upstairs
Heaven wouldn’t be the same,
if I didn’t see you there
don’t make me have to answer for
why the words I found weren’t right
and not enough to turn you
from the darkness to the light.
Don’t make the decision later,
you never know when Death will come
God wants you to be beside Him forever
No matter what you’ve done
Tell God that you need Him
that’s all you have to do
He’ll take care of the rest,
and always see you through
Then you to can welcome Death,
when he comes to take your hand
No goodbye is permanent
when bound for the Promised Land