But for all the children of
God,
There’s no fear at the moment
of death;
With their course preset for
paradise
They’ll take in a fresh
new breath.
As they approach the Heavenly
harbor,
Exhilarating glory they shall
behold;
As Jesus takes them by the
hand
and they step foot on the streets
of gold.
No more pain, fears, or tears,
No more anger, or feeling alone;
But eternal joy with Jesus
In the place prepared for His
own!
Copyright 1996 A. Mitchell
Moore, Jr.
