My Desired Toughts Before I Pass Away

29 Apr

flatlineJust some poetic thoughts I want to think of before I pass away someday. I’m not dying in any way, but I was struck by these lyrics and wanted to share them with you. Death is a for sure thing. Crazy.

As The Hour Draws Near by Shai Linne

As the hour draws near to take my last breath

I’m not quite sure how much time I have left

I’m walking the path of all my brothers who died

And I’m prepared for what awaits me on the other side

Life was quick, but these last breaths seem the longest

I’m on the brink of entering everything that You promised

My heart skips thinking of what I’ll be in a moment

This joy is undeniably precious fruit of atonement

I cry tears of happiness because looking back

I see the track that You sovereignly mapped for me- I see immaculate(ly)

The cross of Christ, His awesome price and Your grace that carried me

I persevered in shadows of brothers who marked the path for me

In just a few breaths I’ll walk into a marriage feast

And taste of Your goodness without getting a cavity

Your majesty will light up the city that we’ll inhabit

And the Lamb will be the lamp in the middle- there’ll be no P.M.

I tremble at the fact that I’ll be captured

By the blazing glory of the One that I’ve been waiting to see and I’ll see Him

To see His face and worship perpetually won’t be boring

Because this flesh won’t be a hitch anymore- I’ll be restored

To new morning after morning- and cause You bled

Death I’ll leave here on this hospital bed

And step into the presence of the Bridegroom in heaven

No more valleys to tread or trek through

or leaven to fight against- all things will be made new

No struggling to pray, we’ll sing of Your glory with angels

I’m eager to go- I know I’m a part of Your kingdom

Upon Christ’s deeds I’ll see bliss when the beep comes

My life was long and I’m ready to go

I stood strong and I’m ready to go

I can’t wait to sing along with the throng up in heaven, you know

It’s where I belong- I’m ready to go

My sneakers are worn down hard from running this marathon in the trenches

Was far from pretending, pressed on with repentance

So now it’s time for me to pass the baton

And at long last, I’ll pass on into heaven
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