Deathbed
Dear friends and family do not weep,
I have not died only gone to sleep.
And though my body’s cold and still,
This is God’s holy perfect will.
Now as you gaze upon my face,
Remember you’ll too reach this place,
And when death’s angel stills your flesh,
Where will you be right after death?
Will you be walking golden streets,
Or hurtling down through fiery deeps?
Be living in a mansion bright,
Or always dying through endless night?
And now I bid you all good-bye,
The Lord has called me to the sky,
There I shall live with Him for aye,
Throughout an endless golden day!
I hope to greet you at the gate,
I hope not one will be too late,
To see our Bridegroom face to face,
And sing for ever of his grace.