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Winter of Our Lives

In the winter of our lives, as we are lain to our final rest We rest with generations from long ago As time goes on and it comes to the day That Christ returns, we will rise up to meet Him With generations of past, meeting those of present What a glorious day that will be! Can you imagine? The skies filled with His glory … The earth witnessing His majestic power … As angels … and the children of God, Sing in loud jubilation ... loud jubilation! Of Christ Jesus’ return. All of heaven sings out His name! I fear not the winter season of my life With great anticipation of the joy to come I long for that day, to see His face … To stand in His presence … to reign with Him FOREVER in my Father’s house! Until that time arrives, I live my life for Him! Today and always until my time of rest.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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