My brother why do you cry?
I m still here, with you even if you slip and fall,
I will pick you back up shed my blood for you so you mite live forever. My child please except me. Come just as you are. I will fill your cup. The tears and pain will be no more.
Your heart will rejoice at my amazing grace, that you have found in my love. So my brother cry no more because God is standing at your door.
The journey home is a narrow road sometimes hard to travel.
But heaven is worth any trail that we may come against.
Trouble we face in life, for the love of God is don’t to much.
He says I wont but nothing on you that you can’t bear.
We have a promise of a heavenly home, where we will thirst no more, or shed another tear.
We will see Jesus the one that die for us.
By coming in this world to die, so we mite have a eternity life
in heaven above.
Copyright © angelia dawson | Year Posted 2008