When the Time Comes
I know there will come the time; Oh that
moment when the book has ended-
When the words only reach half the page-
and the blanks are filled with silent sighs-
When memories are left to those that
remain behind-
When all the sadness in tragedy has
truly lost its powers to make me weep-
I know that time will come
I know there will come the time; When my
prayers I'll place upon His lap-
When I can lean to either side, and touch
his nail scarred hands-
When the hem of His robe, brushes against
my feet as we walk side by side-
When I can see with mine own eyes; the
purity in the spirit of His love-
I know that time will come
I know there will come the time; When I'll
walk no more in shadows of death-
When I'll sit at His table, and feast on
the fruits so sweet and divine-
When the wine once bitter will quench my
thirst for eternity-
When I can feed from my palm the creatures
of wild intentions-
When I will fear no more; Worry no more;
Labor no more;
I know that time will come
I know there will come the time; When the book
of life will be opened before me-
Read by His own soft and gentle voice-
When my name will be found in ancient scripts; When
the final roll is called through yonder skies-
When the pains of my earthly body will fade to dust;
I know that time will come; When I'll rest
forever in His everlasting arms
© Lisa Hilbers
1/31/2006
Vesna:)
Birgit and Roger
Beautiful words of love and longing. We may call this a perfect place. Bless You, Paul.
Bobbi
A powerful, powerful write that makes me wish that time was NOW. Thank you, my friend, for uplifting my soul--beautifully done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Thanks for sharing!!
Love Tinka
FElix
Eileen^
Reindeer
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Burleson, Karen Lynn. :D
Take care,
Sherry
A grace filled tribute to faith oin our Lord this one brought me to tears "when you will touch his scared hands.." Thanks for sharing this very moving poetry!
Blessings,
Joselyn