When Death Has Died

The fearful end of life for which we grieve

Is death which comes so unexpectedly.

Slow and unlearned are taught to leave this life,

And learn as well as any erudite.

Assured it is and cannot be denied,

Or yield to arm of force or plea of bribe.

Death comes to all at the appointed hour,

To saints and the undone with equal power.

So, trust the Father if gifted you have been,

When shadows grow and darkness hastens in.

 

You are fulfilled, so don't deny your worth,

If you contented served from your new birth.

His ways are high. His timing for your best.

And knowing this, when Death has come you're blessed.

Look to the Father of eternal light.

His Daystar's ever bright in darkest night!

And then, as Death comes welcomed to your door

(The numbered days of earth to be no more),

With Paul, you can esteem this life worth less

Than gain of heaven's resurrected rest.

There, all men being bought and fully tried

Are free eternally and Death has died!

Death’s End

His ugly head crushed neath the conqueror's feet.

His key retrieved from Satan in retreat.

Bound and held with dark companions,

Hell and Grave.

Ne'r again to rob the land of godly saved.

To God Be The Glory!

Cherel Justice