Toasting of the Grave

In the distance, the light surrounds above!
As I see my dear Jesus' grave glowing like a dove!
As I walk closer and closer to my Savior's resting place,
The dew catches my eye as I glimpse around to see who will be with me in grace!
The grave, in bloodstain, from drips from the hand,
But never once did Jesus reprimand.
This is why I praise my Savior so grand!
As I bring forth pure white linen and thankfulness along the way,
For hope to clean his hands and ask for forgiveness so to say.
My Jesus is strong and alive,
And through this I know I shall survive!
For toasting his grave,
Is just one thing that shows I am saved!