Saturday, March 28, 2015

Elegy


The end is bitter.
The end is sweet.
He's gone forever,
His Lord to meet.

We'll not be grieving
As others do.
Beyond his leaving
He'll be made new.

Our hearts are aching.
And yet we'll cope--
Despite such taking,
We're filled with hope.

In our deep sorrow
We look ahead
And see tomorrow
Life from the dead.

For if we have been united with him [that is, with Jesus Christ] in a death like his, we shall certainly be united with him in a resurrection like his. (Romans 6:5 ESV)

Written some time back for a friend's funeral. 

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