The Crossing
The time has come for me to go,
I see the chariot near.
The Angels are now coming for me,
What wonderful music I hear!
A heavenly light is shining above,
My Savior’s dear face I see.
He’s bidding me come over to the other side,
Where endless joys are awaiting me.
The trials that I have suffered here,
Will be as nothing then.
I’ll thank God for each one I’ve endured
And for His help in holding out to the end.
A crown is waiting for me there,
And a robe of white I’ll wear.
No more sickness, no pain, and no sad goodbyes,
I’ll never again have a care.
My children, I long to see you again,
And I’ll meet you on that shore,
If you prepare to meet the Savior,
The one whom I adore.
I pray for each of you, my loved ones,
As I leave this earthly shore.
I ask God to save and keep you,
And to reunite us one day at Heaven’s door.
The Master is calling my name now,
He’s telling me all is well.
I have fought a good fight,
I have kept the faith,
Now they’re ringing those Golden Bells.
Swing low, Sweet chariot,
Angels, come and take me on-
A journey swifter than lightning,
Carry me to my eternal Home.
Copyright © Betty Harp Butler | Year Posted 2016
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