So I decided to hasten to His voice
Granted by choice
Ignoring logic for longing
Time to part
My preference made
Not by ordinary means
Though a norm it seems
One a world to see
My new reality
My seed will be well
No tears will swell
No lips tremble
My departure – simple
Gone from the toils of yesteryear
His yoke taken –no burden of fear
Memories fade of wrongs suffered
His life for mine
Now I gladly give
I died to self so for Christ I live.
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I die every day–I mean that, brothers—just as surely as I glory over you in Christ Jesus our Lord.
1 Corinthians 15:31
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