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Brought Home

by Clinton Herring

We've glimpsed beyond the bend in life,
and saw there only grief and strife,
For death is found in man, his heart,
We venture and wonder, yet must depart?
A glow, an ember that out soon goes,
the heart of man the Father's foes.

But from our Father's love comes more,
His grace, His mercy, across time it tore.
Forgiveness bought by a priceless soul,
The Son on a cross, yes he for the whole!
His life so pure it can cover us all,
but received by those who humble and fall
as we bow our knee to His majesty's light
that scatters our ignorance, darkness, & blight.

He is righteous, gentle, humble and pure,
and heals our death, new life may endure!
So unworthy are we His love to receive,
His purity bright, to His Word we must cleave.
The glory to come unknown to the eye,
His promises to us, we shall "soar, we shall "fly"!
Who can know the Father's new will?
That gives life for death, this work greater still!
and so because of His love so grand,
I'm brought home to heaven, before Him I shall stand!

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