“Death, Where is Thy Sting?”

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In Memory of all the saints who have made it home.

My time you may think has ended and the enemy won;

But in Jesus name, not so, my life has just begun.

In death, I have gained life everlasting; there is no defeat in me

The final battle for my soul has been fought; Jesus has won the victory.

When sorrow passes, then, you will sing:

Glory, Hallelujah to Christ the King!

He maketh my bones to rejoice at last;

My worship, my praise, my longing for a future, now past.

Glory, Hallelujah, Omnipotent King;

The only wise potentate that’s why I can sing.

For he has redeemed me; be bought me with his blood;

He has kept me through the fire, sickness and flood.

When I was rejected by common man;

He offered me love by extending his hand

To even me, who once rejected the love he showed;

By going on my own; carrying my own heavy load.

Of burdens and trials all unresolved;

Still he waited for me to give him my all.

When I finally lifted up my hands in sweet surrender

He took the weight of my past and gave me peace so tender.

Jesus–He is yesterday, today, forever the same.

Yesterday, he loved us, and today, his love hasn’t changed.

Tomorrow, he will love us; our souls he has claimed.

Repent and be baptized in Jesus’ Name–

It’s the only way to experience New Birth

He promises the Gift of the Holy Ghost and his power

if you will yield to his will and his way this very hour.

then, you will have a name above all others you wear,

Without it, you can’t come to this place, prepared.

For only those who have the mark of his blood

On their soul have invitation there.

This gospel works will you seek him today?

He waits to give you a new life of prayer.

Great is the Mystery

About gracemorganwriter

What is a writer? Someone who writes. For me, writing means to observe the world in a fresh way; it gives us encouragement when we are struggling to follow the path, and hope that we can keep pressing towards the mark. Writing gives us grace for the journey, and shines light into the darkened places of our soul.
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