Saturday, December 19, 2015

The Hour Of Death After This Lifes




In The Hour Of Death After This Lifes Whim


When The Heart Beats Low And The Eyes Grow Dim



And Pain Has Exhausted Every Limb


The Lover Of The Lord Shall Trust In Him



When The Will Has Forgotten The Lifelong Aim


And The Mind Can Only Disgrace Its Fame



And A Man Is Uncertain Of His Own Name


The Power Of The Lord Shall Fill This Frame



When The Last Sigh Is Heaved And The Last Tear Shed


And The Coffin Is Waiting Beside The Bed



And The Widow And Child Forsake The Dead


The Angel Of The Lord Shall Lift This Head



For Even The Purest Delight May Pall


And Power Must Fail And The Pride Must Fall



And The Love Of The Dearest Friends Grow Small


But The Glory Of The Lord Is All In All








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