Saturday, September 19, 2015


When we are young,
Life seems so long.
We climb each rung,
And we are strong.

But years go by
And soon we’re old
And then we die
And flesh is cold.

Is this the end?
It cannot be.
Around this bend,

And I surmise
Beyond the clay
God’s saints will rise
To endless day.

But woe to those
Who hate his Son.
Their anguished woes
Are never done.

Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life;
whoever does not obey the Son shall not see life,
but the wrath of God remains on him.

(John 3:36 ESV)

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