I gave my heart to Jesus for keeping, a long time ago
I had no idea of just how quickly the sands of time would flow
Bringing nearer thoughts of my passing to the other side
That it won’t be as long as it has been for sure
And the day and hour approach rapidly when it will be time for me to leave
Exactly when that day and hour is, is not given for me to know
But, I do know that when I depart, there will be loved ones left to grieve.
I will have to tell them now, not to weep for me when I am gone
Because trouble, frustration, heartache, and sorrow will have, at last, been forced to leave me alone
And I will be skipping with saints from days long gone by
And strolling the streets of gold in that City built in the sky.
Doing What I Can, While I Can Because I Care,
Alma L. Grateful Stepping On Carr-Jones
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