After
After this life
With its toils and cares,
After the heartaches
And millions of prayers,
After the trials,
Are over and done
We’ll be at peace
In our new home.
After this life
With its sorrows and tears,
After the trouble
And doubts and fears,
After the waiting
And enduring the fight,
We’ll enter in to
His glorious light.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2017
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