Birth, Life and Death

As I was born to pain and grief To suffer from that moment on To live my life for self and greed To spit upon the Savior's throne. Long past being a foolish boy That felt love of a happy home Played, danced and laughed with youthful joy To leave it all when I was grown. To build myself into a god In blinded eyes of only me I watched it crash into the sod But only lost my misery. Into my soul my Master reached He washed away voracity. Of His sweet mercy I have preached His love beyond capacity. With praise His hour will come to me, Man cannot lift this gift away. Only His mercy can this be To speed me home and there to stay. Before my eyes, soon I will see To sit, to wrench my hands and wait. The beauty of a far off sea A vision of a pearly gate. Angels around it perch and sing Their hymns to Him who heals on high And as their voices pleasure brings This is my vision -as I die.