Psalm 116:15
Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of His saints.


Homecoming

Death is but a homecoming,
A reunion with the LORD,
The great “I AM”, Almighty,
The Cornerstone, the Word.

To leave behind every care
And receive a robe and crown.
There praise His name forever
Where heartache will not be found.

I want to be found faithful,
In Heaven I will be pure.
No more just a filthy rag,
No more sin must I endure.

In Heaven He waits for me,
His loving arms will embrace.
I’ll hear Him say, “you’re home child.”
“It’s over, you’ve won the race.”



cathy