Behold this blessed earth, the land, its vast extent,
Fruits from every season, the air, their fragrant scent.
For from the river flowing, peace, its tidings sent,
Did raise a harvest, plenty, men, their hearts’ content.
“They shall be watered by the flow from the sanctuary.” ~ Ezekiel 47:12
Catch you in the twilight, to meet you in my dreams,
To kiss and feel you close, how real it all did seem.
By the stars, regaling, the moon, its gentle beam,
Till dawn, the hour stirring, soft, the tear drops stream.
A gentle lift so needed, a mark to spur me on,
Forward to the finish, the race now to be won.
There awaits my victory crown, the spoils, eternal dawn,
And faith, at last, its just reward, night, forever gone.
“I have finished the race; I have kept the faith.” ~ 2 Timothy 4:7
When all is done, and our story told,
As clouds get dark, the wind grows cold.
With words, they fade, once young and bold,
When strength was might, and wealth was gold.
“Man is but a breath, his days are like a passing shadow.” ~ Psalm 144:4
Catch me in the falling rain, from cares, my soul release,
Life, its endless worries, now at last, they all shall cease.
Losing all, yet freedom, o how sweet this quiet peace,
For now that I am nothing, with Him, I find new lease.
The richness all around you, the greatest to the least,
The warmth of friends surrounding, the flowers, birds, and beasts.
The land in sweet abundance, arrayed, what glorious feast!
As blessings break upon you, behold, the rising east.
Ascend the steps to heaven, that bright and glorious morn,
The host of angels waiting, in you, their joy is born.
For long has been their hoping, with silent tears, they mourn,
Until this hour arriving, at last, by grace, reborn.
“There will be rejoicing among the angels of God over one sinner who repents.” ~ Luke 15:10