Servant of God

Death has no conscience Death has no friends. Every saint and sinner Will be visited by him. Death hides in the wings Just stalking his prey. Death is your shadow Only a heartbeat away. The rich the famous The poor the unknown. There's no hiding place When God calls us home. Death will greet everyone For all things must die. Life will disappear In the blink of an eye. But death is not final Death is nothing to fear. Deaths a servant of God Who leads us to heaven from here.