'Til We Meet Over There
When I come to the end of my long, winding path,
May I accept with grace the path that GOD hath.
Be it long or short, tranquil or peaceless,
May I accept it with His grace ever ceaseless.
When my eyes grow dim and I can't see my way,
may I grasp with grace, GOD's hand each day.
He was always there when my eyes were bright,
'tho sometimes I looked away and walked by sight.
When my feet no longer this earth can tread,
May I fallow with grace, GOD's way ahead.
Sometimes on my own, my feet went astray,
but He was always there to clear the way.
When my feeble voice no longer can sing,
nor words of love to you can bring,
listen to GOD's voice...He whispers low.
Don't run away - just listen go slow.
When my nimble hands are stiff and still,
no longer my fingers those ' ivories' can trill,
Remember the music so much of me a part
still lives on within, deep in my heart.
When my ears find it hard to listen, or hear
strains of old hymns I held so dear,
in my memory they're deeply instilled.
Time after time lonely hours they filled.
When my mind no longer is able to reason,
may I accept GOD's mind, in His season.
When my fleeting and my final breath draws near
may I smile and go, knowing no fear.
To you to whom I've said, ''Goodbye''
please enjoy singing '' In The Sweet Bye and Bye.''
Remember the lessons I was sent here to teach:
Best of all: ''GOD loves you and died for each.''
Remember the tears and joys we shared,
through it all our Heavenly Father cared.
Someday we'll meet on that Golden Shore.
'Till then, GOD bless you and keep you forevermore.
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