my time comes, and I know Iíve locked horns
a beast that would take my life,
bow on my knees to my Father above ~
know it will come out right.
enlist the prayers of my Christian friends ~
put on my very best face;
do not know where Iíll meet my Lord ~
He knows the time and place.
Iíve known some who hoarded their illness,
into some corner of life,
the part of a martyr ~
willing to bring any strife.
why do we smile at each other
extend the outstretched hand?
walk with my friend to the borders
that beautiful Heavenly land!
seen God step in at the very last round,
and heal a wounded soul,
that happen for me, then weíll all rejoice ~
shared in a common goal;
if He says ďCome!Ē Iíll jump at the chance
go on home with Him;
close my eyes here and know that I left
by praying friends.
Created By Pam Gallo